If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours.
And if they don't, they never were. |

Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. |

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. |

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens. |

SAID A BLADE OF GRASS

Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, “You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams.”

Said the leaf indignant, “Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing.”

Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept. And when spring came she waked again — and she was a blade of grass.

And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered to herself, “O these autumn leaves! They make such noise! They scatter all my winter dreams." |