A Quote by William Wordsworth

O dearer far than light and life are dear. — © William Wordsworth
O dearer far than light and life are dear.
Ah, dearer than my soul. Dearer than light, or life, or fame.
Dearer to me than the evening star A Packard car A Hershey bar Or a bride in her rich adorning Dearer than any of these by far Is to lie in bed in the morning
O reputation! dearer far than life.
Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.
None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a tear.
Plato is dear to me, but dearer still is truth.
Searching all directions with one's awareness, one finds no one dearer than oneself. In the same way, others are fiercely dear to themselves. So one should not hurt others if one loves oneself.
To set the cause above renown, To love the game beyond the prize, To honor, while you strike him down, The foe that comes with fearless eyes To count the life of battle good and dear the land that gave you birth, And dearer yet the brotherhood...
The goods of this world are most dear to me, but much dearer are peace of mind and my own honor.
My honor is dearer to me than my life.
Religion should be dearer than life itself.
There is always a part of our being into which those who are dearer to us far than our own lives are yet unable to enter.
Why is it so much easier to talk to a stranger? why do we feel we need to disconnect in order to connect? If I wrote "Dear Sofia" or "Dear Boomer" or "Dear Lily's Great-Aunt" at the top of this postcard, wouldn't that change the words that followed? Of course it would. But the question is: When I wrote "Dear Lily," was that just a version of "Dear Myself"? I know it was more than that. But it was also less than that, too
God is to be worshipped as the one beloved, dearer than everything in this and next life.
God is to be worshiped as the one Beloved, dearer than everything in this and the next life.
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.
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