Life is in the living. Love is in the giving.

A man's health can be judged by which he takes two at a time: pills or stairs.

Life is in the living. Love is in the giving.

Love comes quietly... but you know when it is there because suddenly... you are not alone anymore... and there is no sadness in you.

A poet wants only one small stone on which to carve his life.

A brook can be a friend in a special way. It talks to you with splashy gurgles. It cools your toes and lets you sit quietly beside it when you don't feel like speaking.

Love comes quietly... / but you know when it is there.