Riding turns 'I wish into 'I can'.

A teddy bear does not depend upon mechanics to give him the semblance of life. He is loved - and therefore he lives.

From serenity comes gentleness, comes lasting strength.

For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.

Love is to understand, at last, the suffering of another.

In a world gone bad, a bear - even a bear standing on its head - is a comforting, uncomplicated, dependable hunk of sanity.

The work of a garden bears visible fruits-in a world where most of our labours seem suspiciously meaningless.