This very act of planting a seed in the earth has in it to me something beautiful. I always do it with a joy that is largely mixed with awe.

I wonder what spendthrift chose to spill Such a bright gold under my windowsill! Is it fair gold? Does it glitter still? Bless me! It's a daffodil!

Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget That sunrise never failed us yet.

Already the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts.

When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden before any one is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness.

There shall be an eternal summer in the grateful heart.

Like the musician, the painter, the poet and the rest, the true lover of flowers is born, not made.

It seems to me the worst of all the plagues is the slug, the snail without a shell. He is beyond description repulsive, a mass of sooty, shapeless slime, and he devours everything.

Ever since I could remember anything, flowers have been like dear friends to me, comforters, inspirers, powers to uplift and to cheer.

When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to plan for summer that is to be.

One golden day redeems a weary year

It seems to Henry, as he takes his seat in his usual middle pew, that women are far braver than men

Don't settle for ordinary. Dare to live a magical life.

A life without integrity, faith, courage and a positive purpose, is an unnecessary gamble with no positive possibility.

Stress builds character and failure breeds motivation. I guess I'm a Optimist.

But if all of the evil in the world makes you think that there might be a devil, Chris, how do you account for all the good?

A bad marriage is like an electrical thrilling machine: it makes you dance, but you can't let go.

Why have computers? Politicians are far more calculating.

Redefine the sport in terms of your expertise, in terms of your talent, in terms of your strength, in terms of your flair. Make it interesting. Make it something that people want to watch.

We wait, all, for a story of us that shall reach to where we are. We listen for our own speaking; and we hear much that seems our speaking, yet makes us strange to ourselves.

It's a wonderful feeling that I get a chance to play with some of the best players in the world.