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The most important promises are the ones I make to myself.

Mary Anne Radmacher



How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans, know when it is time to move on? As with migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within, if only we would listen to it, that tells us so certainly when to go forth into the unknown.

Elisabeth Kubler-Ross



The main thing in life is not to be afraid of being human.

Pablo Casals



If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.

Edgar Watson Howe



The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.

The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
the rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.

The strength of the fire,
the taste of salmon,
the trail of the sun,
and the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And my heart soars."

Chief Dan George



Dear God of many Names,
Protect your children tonight wherever they are sleeping
And let them know the world does not have to be like this
Place a kiss upon each of their foreheads
And remind them oh so gently
That there are reasons to be hopeful
And reasons for them to dream beautiful dreams.

Amen

Ron Atchison



The 'big question' is whether you are going to be able to say a hearty 'Yes!' to your adventure.

Joseph Campbell



'The road,' wrote Cervantes, 'is always better than the inn.' Those who settle on fame or fortune, and having arrived, call it quits, miss the whole point of life. Realistically, there is no inn, no ultimate point of arrival. It is the road now and forever, finite man probing infinity, finding his way, endlessly. All that matters are the lessons learned along the way.

Leonard E. Read



The sun, with all its planets moving around it, can ripen the smallest bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else to do. Why then should I doubt His power?

Galileo



God has been so good to me;
He has given me two hands
To pick His roses with -
And two eyes - to see His rainbow -
Why should I complain
When they are aged and wrinkled
And He asks me to return them,
For new ones perhaps?

John Sims


 

 

 

 


 
 
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