Much to learn you still have… my old padawan. This is just the beginning!
Master Yoda, Star Wars: Episode II Attack of the Clones

Mid groves and copses. Once again I see
These hedge‐rows, hardly hedge‐rows, little lines
Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms,
Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke
Sent up, in silence, from among the trees!
With some uncertain notice, as might seem
Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods,
Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire
The Hermit sits alone.
William Wordsworth, Tintern Abbey

The sun and stars that float in the open air,
The apple‐shaped earth and we upon it, surely the drift of them
   is something grand,
I do not know what it is except that it is grand, and that it is
    happiness,
And that the enclosing purport of us here is not a speculation or
   bon‐mot or reconnaissance,
And that it is not something which by luck may turn out well for
    us, and without luck must be a failure for us,
And not something which may yet be retracted in a certain
   contingency.

The light and shade, the curious sense of body and identity, the
   greed that with perfect complaisance devours all things,
The endless pride and outstretching of man, unspeakable joys
   and sorrows,
The wonder everyone sees in every one else he sees, and the
    wonders that fill each minute of time forever,
What have you reckon'd them for, camerado?
Walt Whitman, A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS

Can't You See, The Marshall Tucker Band

For What It's Worth, Buffalo Springfield

Closer To Home (I'm Your Captain), Grand Funk Railroad

I Think We're Alone Now, Tommy James & The Shondells