Quote by William Wordsworth Download Open image ““O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live.”” — William Wordsworth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I think where there has been love, there will always be embers, as the remains of a bonfire outlast the flame.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“When you tend to another's dying embers, you find both warmth and an increase in the glow of your own fire.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, the embers are better then the campfire. It's strange, but it's true.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“He was made of fire and Emrys was right, I was made up of things that wanted to go up in flames whenever he… — Jay Crownover Copy Share Image
“...and some soon will learn that even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“The most joyful thing I know is the peace, the silence that one enjoys in the woods or on the tilled lands.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Spade! Thou art a tool of honor in my hands. I press thee, through a yielding soil, with pride. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good.” — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From dead men… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
