But the sweet face of Lucy GrayWill never more be seen. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town.
William WordsworthAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: April 7, 1770
- Died: April 23, 1850
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Now is life very solid or very shifting? I am haunted by the two contradictions. This has gone on forever; goes down to the bottom of the world -- this moment I stand on. Also it is transitory, flying, diaphanous. I shall pass like a cloud on the waves. Perhaps it may be that though we change, one flying after another, so quick, so quick, yet we are somehow successive and continuous we human beings, and show the light through. But what is the light?
Virginia Woolf
I say people who feel they must have a faith or religion in order to face life are showing a kind of cowardice, which in any other sphere would be considered contemptible. But when it is in the religious sphere it is thought admirable, and I cannot admire cowardice whatever sphere it is in.
Bertrand Russell