I listen'd, motionless and still;And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

— William Wordsworth

I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

— William Wordsworth

In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing.

— William Wordsworth

In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.

— William Wordsworth

Is then no nook of English ground secure From rash assault?

— William Wordsworth

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.

— William Wordsworth

Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.

— William Wordsworth

Lines Written In Early Spring heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure:--But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air;And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?

— William Wordsworth

My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky.

— William Wordsworth

Nature is a volume of which God is the author.

— William Wordsworth