Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round

In Winter The Bare Boughs That Seem To Sleep Work Covertly, Preparing For Their Spring.

You Have Within You More Love Than You Could Ever Understand.

On A Day When The Wind Is Perfect, The Sail Just Needs To Open And The World Is Full Of Beauty. Today Is Such A Day.

Revile Those Who Flatter You.

There Is Hope After Despair And Many Suns After Darkness.