This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours!

But hushed be every thought that springsFrom out the bitterness of things.

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!The river glideth at his own sweet will!Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;And all that mighty heart is lying still!

And I was taught to feel, perhaps too much, The self-sufficing power of solitude.

Therefore, let the moon shine on thee in thy solitary walk; And let the misty-mountain winds be free to blow against thee.

But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration;—feelings too Of unremembered pleasures; such, perhaps, As have made no trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life; His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love.

Resigned to vacant musing, Unreproved neglect of all things And deliberate holiday.

They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils

Uncompromising thought is the luxury of the closeted recluse.

A conservative is a man who just sits and thinks, mostly sits.

If it comes, let it come. If it goes, it's ok, let it go. Let things come and go. Don't let anything disturb your peace. Stay calm and carry on.

Of all the knowledge that we can ever obtain, the knowledge of God, and the knowledge of ourselves, are the most important.