How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
William WordsworthI thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
William WordsworthThe mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.
William Wordsworth