William Wordsworth
England
7 Apr 1770 // 23 Apr 1850
Poet
7 Apr 1770 // 23 Apr 1850
Poet
'What is good for a bootless bene?'
With these dark words begins my tale;
And their meaning is, Whence can comfort spring
When prayer is of no avail?
.
With these dark words begins my tale;
And their meaning is, Whence can comfort spring
When prayer is of no avail?
.
Force of Prayer
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
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On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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