No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.

Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.

All walking is discovery. On foot we take the time to see things whole.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

There it is, fog, atmospheric moisture still uncertain in destination, not quite weather and not altogether mood, yet partaking of both.

As I stood and watched the mists slowly rising this morning I wondered what view was more beautiful than this.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing - if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees.

A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.

Only love will attract love.”~ Amunhotep El Bey

Healing requires a legitimated, credible and culturally appropriate system.

The hard struggle which the Pan-Germans fought with the Catholic Church can be accounted for only by their insufficient understanding of the spiritual nature of the people.

If something scares me then I feel like I have to do it.

I wonder whether art has a higher function than to make me feel, appreciate, and enjoy natural objects for their art value?

But just like I've always said when people complain about tee times, 'I just want a tee time. Just give me one so I can play.

Men are not troubled by things themselves, but by their thoughts about them

We are not a nation, so much as a world; for unless we claim all the world for our sire, like Melchisedec, we are without father or mother.

We are more than the work we perform. In fact, I'd say that our work is a mere representation of who we are underneath.

The law is bigger than money - but only if the law works hard enough.