A woman is human. She is not better, wiser, stronger, more intelligent, more creative, or more responsible than a man. Likewise, she is never less. Equality is a given. A woman is human.

Money is like fire. It is only good when there's just the right amount of it, when it's properly contained and under your control.

The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.

The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.

The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air. It rings to announce endings and beginnings. And it rings because there is fresh promise and wonder in the skies. Its clear tones resound in the placid silence of the winter day, and echo long into the silver-blue serenity of night. The bell can only be seen at the turning of the year, when the days wind down into nothing, and get ready to march out again. When you hear the bell, you feel a tug at your heart. It is your immortal inspiration.

When tough times come, it is particularly important to offset them with much gentle softness. Be a pillow.

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.