Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.

To think of shadows is a serious thing.

Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.

The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.

It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.

Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.