William Wordsworth Quotes
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 will.
William Wordsworth
Quotes to Explore
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As a major contemporary composer, Madonna should not let the eye dictate to the ear.
Camille Paglia
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Our spirit is not dependent on the brain or body. It is eternal, and no one has one sentence worth of hard evidence that it isn't.
Eben Alexander
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We need worship for our spirit, fellowship for our soul and committed subservience for our body.
Larry Norman
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Repetition is based on body rhythms, so we identify with the heartbeat, or with walking, or with breathing.
Karlheinz Stockhausen
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Your body is a machine. Learn the right way to take care of it.
Candice Swanepoel
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The wellbeing of the head resounds throughout the whole body, and as are the Superiors, so, in turn, will their subjects be.
Saint Ignatius
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It doesn't seem like it's been 50 years. I don't even feel like I'm 50 years old yet, though I've had all these knee and back operations.
Willie McCovey
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I will be master of what is mine own:
She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
My household stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing.
William Shakespeare
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It's misogynistic in nature to try and control a woman's sexual presentation of self. I consider this an issue that is bigger than (one) film.
Ryan Gosling
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If I don't have anything better to do that day, I'll copy paintings, generally by people who have some relationship to the work of the moment.
Wayne Thiebaud
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What they don't know is that we all belong to the places we've never even been before. If there's any kind of legitimate nostalgia, it's for everything we've never seen, the women we've never slept with, never dreamed of, the friends we haven't made, the books we haven't read, all that food steaming in the pots we've never eaten out of. That's the only kind of real nostalgia there is.
Paco Ignacio Taibo II
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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 will.
William Wordsworth