A man is a very small thing, and the night is very large and full of wonders. – Edward Plunkett Category: Night
Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. РAntoine de Saint-Exup̩ry Category: Night
Making a different mistake every day is not only acceptable, it is the definition of progress. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com Category: Mistakes
It is like the seed put in the soil – the more one sows, the greater the harvest. – Orison Swett Marden Category: gardening
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year. – Thomas Tusser Category: good
The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art. – E. M. Forster Category: Art
