No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it. -Ellen Glasgow.

No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it. -Ellen Glasgow.

Preconcieved notions are the locks on the door to wisdom. -Merry Browne.

Preconcieved notions are the locks on the door to wisdom. -Merry Browne.

The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of.

The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of.

It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country isn't in flames, that there read more

It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country isn't in flames, that there are people in the country besides politicians, entertainers, and criminals. -Charles Kuralt.

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world. -George Bernard Shaw.

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world. -George Bernard Shaw.

We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God read more

We're often so blind. Our demand for the credentialed so colors our perception of believeability, that we wouldn't recognize God if he appeared within us. -Unknown.

To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.

To begin with, our perception of the world is deformed, incomplete. Then our memory is selective. Finally, writing transforms.

Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans read more

Only in quiet waters things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius.

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.