the one universal form of art is music.

Kissing tends to bring on woolgathering, even amnesia.

Sometimes there is a greater lack of communication in facile talking than in silence.

Occasionally the impossible happens; this is a truism that accounts for much of what we call good luck; and also, bad.

You cannot contribute anything to the ideal condition of mind and heart known as Brotherhood, however much you preach, posture, or agree, unless you live it.

In my belief, a harvest is also a legacy, for very often what you reap is, in the way of small miracles, more than you consciously know you have sown.

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.