873 Quotes by William Wordsworth

Bright gem instinct with music, vocal spark.

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.

Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.

And the most difficult of tasks to keepHeights which the soul is competent to gain.

The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.

How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.

But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity.

Never to blend our pleasure or our prideWith sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.