Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

Plant flowers in others' gardens and your life becomes a bouquet! Submitted by Lisa Letto, Coordinator, Nutrition Resource and Volunteer Centre, College of Pharmacy and Nutrition, University of Saskatchewan, Saskatchewan, Canada I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy, I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song.

Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.

The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.

The more one lives alone on the river or in the open country, the clearer it becomes that nothing is more beautiful or great than to perform the ordinary duties of one's daily life simply and naturally.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.