Beneath the winter's snow lie germs of summer flowers.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

A little smile, a word of cheer, A bit of love from someone near, A little gift from one held dear, Best wishes for the coming year. These make a merry christmas!

Through this broad street, restless ever, ebbs and flows a human tide, wave on wave a living river; wealth and fashion side by side; Toiler, idler, slave and master, in the same quick current glide.

Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.

Along the river's summer walk, The withered tufts of asters nod; And trembles on its arid stalk the hoar plum of the golden-rod.

Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play!

All the windows of my heart I open to the day.

Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his Hope with all.

If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left two loaves, sell one, and with the dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.

Green calm below, blue quietness above.

The evolution of animal behavior does constitute a learning process, but it is learning by the species, not by the individual, and the fruits of this learning process are encoded in DNA.

Hi, ’ Jake said. ‘I met you earlier today, but you were a lot younger then.’ ‘I was a lot younger ten minutes ago.

I worked with everybody, the best, and they actually paid me money to stand next to the people I idolized.

Like all great teachers he knew that a picture is worth a thousand words and that people learn most quickly by doing something or seeing something done.

Wherever you may seek solitude, men will ferret you out and compel you to belong to their desperate company of oddfellows.

Hey, people who travel with their bed pillow. You look insane.

I like to do films that celebrate life.

The grace that has freed us from bondage to sin is desperately needed to free us from our bondage to materialism.

So there’s an . . . an etiquette to raking. Some seducer’s code of honor. Is this what you’re telling me?

There is no life without work, anxieties or tensions. Peace is not found in avoiding these but in understanding them and controlling their force.