A man does not have to be an angel in order to be saint.

A man does not have to be an angel in order to be saint.

Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or read more

Worlds can be found by a child and an adult bending down and looking together under the grass stems or at the skittering crabs in a tidal pool.

At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
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At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill
And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.

The superior man is distressed by the limitations of his ability; he is not distressed by the fact that men read more

The superior man is distressed by the limitations of his ability; he is not distressed by the fact that men do not recognize the ability that he has.

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the read more

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.

There never was such beauty in another man.
Nature made him, and then broke the mould.
[Fr., read more

There never was such beauty in another man.
Nature made him, and then broke the mould.
[Fr., Non e un si bello in tante altre persone,
Natura il fece, e poi roppa la stampa.]

A man should look for what is, and not for what he thinks should be.

A man should look for what is, and not for what he thinks should be.

Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, read more

Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned; yet they will hardly believe there be many so wise as themselves.

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?