January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow.

Hot July brings cooling showers, Apricots and gillyflowers.

Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.

June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies.

Dull November brings the blast, Then the leaves are whirling fast.

April brings the primrose sweet, / Scatters daisies at our feet.

The Poplar grows up straight and tall, The Pear-tree spreads along the wall

there is nothing so uncertain and slippery as fact.

The desire to be the object of public attention is weak, but the excessive dread of it is but a form of vanity and over-self-contemplativeness.

February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again.

Life is the steam of the corporeal engine; the soul is the engineer who makes use of the steam-quickened engine.

You’re frustrated because you keep waiting for the blooming of flowers of which you have yet to sow the seeds.

In the rain Still crying In the rain She’s dancing Again & again Broken hearts Still meltingLike ice on fire ….

The world truly is my oyster, the difficulty is... I haven't discovered the ALL of the tools to shuck it yet.

He that but looketh on a plate of ham and eggs to lust after it hath already committed breakfast with it in his heart

That's what keeps me up at three in the morning: Who's looking at reviews of Cabin Boy right now?

A huge number of people are going through the process of awakening, some in the early stages, some in later stages, and it's wonderful to see.

Courage and kindness, loyalty, truth, and helpfulness are always the same and always needed.

people themselves are full of tunnels: winding, dark spaces and caverns; impossible to know all the places inside of them. Impossible even to imagine.

Tomatoes and squash never fail to reach maturity. You can spray them with acid, beat them with sticks and burn them; they love it.

Men remain in ignorance as long as they hate, and they hate unjustly as long as they remain in ignorance.