Each day, awakening, are we asked to paint the sky blue? Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom? Need we teach birds to sing, or children to laugh, or lovers to kiss? No, though we think the world imperfect, it surrounds us each day with its perfections. We are asked only to appreciate them, and to show appreciation by living in peaceful harmony amidst them. The Creator does not ask that we create a perfect world; He asks that we celebrate it.

The willingness to share does not make one charitable; it makes one free.

I’ve concluded, after many years, that my mind works by process of elimination. Problem is, it hasn’t eliminated anything yet.

Some have been to the mountain. I have been to my knees by the side of my bed.

As a gardener, I wonder if flowers really can't speak or just exercise unfailing good judgment in the matter.

If minutes were kept of a family gathering, they would show that "Members not Present" and "Subjects Discussed" were one and the same.

Eventually, time takes care of everything. The trouble with procrastination is that people give up on it too soon.