The more anybody wants a thing, the more they do think others want it.

Who can say which is the greater sign of creative power, the sun with its planet system swinging with governed impetus to some incalculable end, or the gold sallow catkin with its flashing system of little flies?

It made me gladsome to be getting some education, it being like a big window opening.

She had for so many years been trying to be like other people, that she was now like nothing in heaven or earth.

Every time I meet a tree, if I am truly awake, I stand in awe before it. I listen to its voice, a silent sermon moving me to the depths, touching my heart, and stirring up within my soul a yearning to give my all.

Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.

The more anybody wants a thing, the more they do think others want it.