And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
The silence of the envious is too noisy.
Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.
Rob a neighbour with a smile.
Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the seasons
Follow your heart. Your heart is the right guide in everything big. Mine is so limited. What you want to do is determined by that divine element that is in each of us.