We must sail...

"I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand as in what direction we are moving. To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it--but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor."

--Oliver Wendell Holmes

Use well the days...

How precious is each day of life, and how quickly that can be forgotten! Every breath is a wonder, every sigh is a gift. Each moment is so deep and it passes all too soon. Life is a treasure, and everything depends on how it is used. It's all so simple, though it is not always easy.

There is only one choice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PxRA4g7mUC0


"I'm glad that you are here with me." --Frodo to Sam in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings

Venture forth...

Set sail for unknown waters.
Let nothing steer you away.
Simply follow, knowing
that He Who guides your ship
is on the journey with you,
and that the shore lies just ahead.

Tiny flower...

"The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm; if every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, Spring would lose its loveliness."

--Saint Therese of Lisieux

from Much Ado About Nothing

Don Pedro: In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.

Beatrice: Yea, my lord, I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on the windy side of care.

--William Shakespeare

On a merry morn in May...

"Belike our life will be busy in the service of the King, sweetheart; yet sometimes we will slip away for a little breathing space and hie us once more to the greenwood on a merry morn in May, there to see the deer draw to the dale and hear the small birds singing."

--Robin Hood to Maid Marian in Ye Merry Doings of Robin Hood

Wandering...

"After wandering along the lane for two hours, giving way to every variety of thought, re-considering events, determining probabilities, and reconciling herself, as well as she could, to a change so sudden and so important, fatigue, and a recollection of her long absence made her at length return home; and she entered the house with the wish of appearing cheerful as usual, and the resolution of repressing such reflections as must make her unfit for conversation."

--Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice