The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
Interpretation
A good man's greatest contributions often go unnoticed and uncelebrated.
William Wordsworth emphasizes that the true essence of a person's life lies not in grand gestures but in the small, everyday acts of kindness and love that often remain unrecognized. These simple, genuine expressions of care reflect the depth of character and the impact one can have on the lives of others without seeking acknowledgment.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a volunteer event to inspire others to contribute selflessly.
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By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,_x000D_ _x000D_ The earth, and every common sight,_x000D_ _x000D_ To me did seem_x000D_ _x000D_ Apparelled in celestial light,_x000D_ _x000D_ The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will.
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
The ladies men admire, I've heard, Would shudder at a wicked word. Their candle gives a single light, They'd rather stay at home at night. They do not keep awake 'till three, Nor read erotic poetry. They never sanction the impure, Nor recognize an overture. They shrink from powders and from paints... So far I've had no complaints.
I never look at the masses as my responsibility. I look at the individual. I can love only one person at a time. I can feed only one person at a time. Just one, one, one.
For if you love those who love you, what reward have you? Do not even the tax collectors do the same?
it is hard to believe when Iβm with you that there can be anything as still as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it in the warm New York 4 oβclock light we are drifting back and forth between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
Would you rather be the world's greatest lover, but have everyone think you're the world's worst lover? Or would you rather be the world's worst lover but have everyone think you're the world's greatest lover? Now, that's an interesting question.
Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.
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