Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.
Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show.
Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.
Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.
Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday It was the dust, the sunshine, and the rains.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.