The future cannot blame the present, just as the present cannot blame the past. The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

For Drake is no longer in his hammock, children, nor is Arthur somewhere sleeping, and you may not lie idly expecting the second coming of anybody now, because the world is yours and it is up to you.

Engage, Enlighten, Encourage and especially...just be yourself! Social media is a community effort, everyone is an asset.

Whatever happens, believe that the journey is worth taking, and then you will reach its end.

In the end, all it takes is one small action, by one person. One at a time.

So the shortest day came, and the year died, / And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world / Came people singing, dancing, / To drive the dark away.

Tonight will be bad, and tomorrow will be beyond imagining.

Poets find truth by writing about what they love.

Too many!' James shouted, and slammed the door behind him.

But once in a great while he remembered that he had felt pain, a terrible ache in his heart, and he swore he would never let himself feel love for a human again.

The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

The Sun, the Moon, the Stars, the Birds, the Animals, the Flowers, are all proof that a Universal Power exists.

You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.

Inspiration can come from anywhere, and a lot of the time, it depends on how you feel when you get up in the morning.

I know personally the transforming power of the Word of God-it's changed my life.

You brain does its best when it is doing a task it can do well. That's basic brain science.

When in doubt, do something.

We are, every one of us, like a wise guru in charge of a mental patient.

You have to choose the move that feels right sometimes; that's what intuition is.

And so, perhaps, the truth winds somewhere between the road to Glastonbury, Isle of the Priests, and the road to Avalon, lost forever in the mists of the Summer Sea.

I have often tried to tell the story of a place through people there.