Looking back, you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life, and that person was you. It is not too late to become that person again. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep. Nay, and when I walk alone in a beautiful Orchard, if my Thoughts are some part of the Time taken up with strange Occurrences, I some part of the Time call them back again to my Walk, or to the Orchard, to the Sweetness of the Solitude, and to my self. – Michel de Montaigne, “Of Experience,” translated from French by Charles Cotton

If I had it to do again, I would less often judge myself and more often ask for a jury. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com