People Never Like Me And I Never

Hang In There. It Is Astonishing How Short A Time It Can Take For Very Wonderful Things To Happen.

How It Is That Animals Understand Things I Do Not Know, But It Is Certain That They Do Understand. Perhaps There Is A Language Which Is Not Made Of Words And Everything In The World Understands It. Perhaps There Is A Soul Hidden In Everything And It Can Always Speak, Without Even Making A Sound, To Another Soul.

As Long As One Has A Garden, One Has A Future. As Long As One Has A Future, One Is Alive.

Their Eyes Met With A Singular Directness Of Gaze. Between Them A Spark Passed Which Was Not Afterwards To Be Extinguished, Though Neither Of Them Knew The Moment Of Its Kindling.

At First People Refuse To Believe That A Strange New Thing Can Be Done, Then They Begin To Hope It Can Be Done, Then They See It Can Be Done--then It Is Done And All The World Wonders Why It Was Not Done Centuries Ago.