May You Be In Love Every Day

(...) And Metaphors Like Cats Behind Your Smile, Each One Wound Up To Purr, Each One A Pride, Each One A Fine Gold Beast You've Hid Inside (...)

You Don't Read In Your Own Field. You Read In That Field When You're Young, So That You Can Learn.

I Think We're Doing A Dreadful Job Of Educating.

It Doesn't Matter What You Do, He Said, So Long As You Change Something From The Way It Was Before You Touched It Into Something That's Like You After You Take Your Hands Away. The Difference Between The Man Who Just Cuts Lawns And A Real Gardener Is In The Touching, He Said. The Lawn-cutter Might Just As Well Not Have Been There At All; The Gardener Will Be There A Lifetime.

...passing Swiftly On Toward Further Darknesses, But Moving Also Toward A New Sun.