Thursday, April 8, 2010

Good humor is the sun on cloudy days.

Between thoughts, travel far and wide.

Nobody wants to be nothing. But that's the greatest thing in the world to be.

Teach children what they would learn, not what you would teach them.

My calm is like the tides: never at rest.

The little girl riding her bicycle. Never once did she wonder: "Is this worthwhile?"

You either love what's broken or you don't love.

Maturity is the moment one regains one's innocence.

Dreams that scare us wake us up.

Getting lost is part of getting there.

I never reach those far-off places. New trails tempt me at every turn.

The deep roots never doubt spring will come.

To stand speechless before a mountain is all I ask now.