Every country-or at least every country that is fit for habitation-has its own rivers; and every river has its own quality; and it is the part of wisdom to know and love as many as you can, seeing each in the fairest possible light, and receiving from each the best that it has to give.
Henry Van DykeAnd you will remember that love is not getting, but giving; not a wild dream of pleasure, and a madness of desire โ oh no, love is not that โ it is goodness, and honour, and peace, and pure living โ yes, love is that; and it is the best thing in the world, and the thing that lives longest.
Henry Van DykeIf all the skies were sunshine Our faces would be fain To feel once more upon them The cooling splash of rain. If all the world were music, Our hearts would often long For one sweet strain of silence, To break the endless song If life were always merry, Our souls would seek relief, And rest from weary laughter In the quiet arms of grief.
Henry Van Dyke