All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost. -J.R.R. Tolkein.

All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost. -J.R.R. Tolkein.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from read more

Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always. -Willa Cather.

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort read more

What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what sort of person you are. -C. S. Lewis.

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.

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.

Do not say,"it is morning," and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as read more

Do not say,"it is morning," and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name. -Rabindranath Tagore.

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.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.