William Wordsworth Quotes

What we have loved
Others will love
And we will teach them how.

To begin, begin.

Splendour in the Grass
What though the radiance
which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind. —

I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, and the round ocean, and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man...

What we have loved, others will love, and we will teach them how; instruct them how the mind of man becomes a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells...

Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and its fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

I had melancholy thoughts...
a strangeness in my mind,
A feeling that I was not for that hour,
Nor for that place.

The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.

Wild is the music
of autumnal winds
Amongst the faded woods.

The good die first, and they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, burn to the socket.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Great God! I'd rather be a Pagan....

... and we shall find
A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.

Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.

And yet the wiser mind
Mourns less for what age takes away
Than what it leaves behind.