“Flowers with the sweetest odors filled all the sunny air, and not alone refreshed the sense, but stole the mind from care.”
"Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Love
"Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Love
"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Awareness
"Then followed that beautiful season…Summer…Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Inspiration
"Softly the evening came with the sunset."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Inspiration
"Don’t look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance."
- Anne Lamott
Joy
"Tuesdays are for chasing rainbows and dancing in the rain."
Joy
"You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness."
Joy
"Taste and see how good the Lord is! The one who takes refuge in him is truly happy!"
Joy
"The joy of brightening other lives becomes for us the magic of the holidays."
- W. C. Jones
Joy