finding beauty in all that I can

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world.

Don't believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you'll see the way to fly.

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

The lovely daisy, so justly celebrated by European poets, is not a native of our soil; we know it well, however, by cultivation in our gardens and green houses; besides, we are disposed to remember it for the sake of those who have sung its praises in immortal verse.