The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.

The wind of God is always blowing... but you must hoist your sail.

A butterfly always reminds us that there is always beauty at the end of all the pain.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward.

Love is a light that never dims.

The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.