In youth, we clothe ourselves with rainbows, and go as brave as the zodiac. In age, we put out another sort of perspiration,—gout, fever, rheumatism, caprice, doubt, fretting, and avarice. – Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882), “Fate,” The Conduct of Life
In your so-called dreary life, all the rainbow colors are there — just close your eyes and dream them. Soon enough they will be real, if you believe in your own colors. – Terri Guillemets
