I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things…. I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. I never water my garden without soaking myself. – Leo F. Buscaglia, Bus 9 to Paradise
It was one of those evenings when men feel that truth, goodness and beauty are one. In the morning, when they commit their discovery to paper, when others read it written there, it looks wholly ridiculous. – Aldous Huxley
Lord, Bless our enemies have mercy upon them, may they turn their course and let us alone, and let us live in peace at our homes in our own native land. – William Pennington
