Wordsworth went to the Lakes, but he was never a lake poet. He found in stones the sermons he had already hidden there.
Oscar WildeIt is in the brain that the poppy is red, that the apple is odorous, that the skylark sings.
Oscar WildeI regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.
Oscar Wilde