“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.”   William Wordsworth

Sunday, April 7, was William Wordsworth’s birthday; the beloved Romantic poet was born in 1770. I always think of him wandering among green and growing fields and flowers. Since he’s a favorite of mine, I thought I’d share some of his musings to inspire and gladden our hearts.

“The child is father of the man.”

“Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.”

“That best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.”

“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.”

“How many undervalue the power of simplicity! But it is the real key to the heart.”

“Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very heaven!”

“Come forth into the light of things, let Nature be your teacher.”

“That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude.”

“Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.”

“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man;”

“Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.”

“The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.”

“To begin, begin.”

What lovely, heartfelt musings to guide us as we all write on!

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