I held my breath as we do sometimes to stop time when something wonderful has touched us.

I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.

There are a hundred paths through the world that are easier than loving. But who wants easier?

All eternity is in the moment.

Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.

Emerson, I am trying to live, as you said we must, the examined life. But there are days I wish there was less in my head to examine, not to speak of the busy heart.

Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift.