My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky. — ¬†WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her. — William Wordsworth
How does the meadow flower its bloom unfold?
Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root,
and in that freedom bold.
— William Wordsworth
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. — William Wordsworth
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar. — William Wordsworth
Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. — William Wordsworth