Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the… — Mary Elizabeth Frye Copy Share Image
I can't think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I have had than that everyone should be jolly at my… — Lord Mountbatten Copy Share Image
But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
