Let us all be thankful for this day, for we have learned a great deal; if we have not learned a great deal, then at least we learned slightly; if we did not learn slightly, then at least we did not become sick; if we did become sick, then at least we did not die. So, let us all be thankful.

If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.

Desire is the cause for all your sickness and misery.

Words have the power to both destroy and heal. When words are both true and kind, they can change our world.

Sorrows remembered sweeten present joy.

I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'

Sweet is the breath of vernal shower, The bee's collected treasures sweet, Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet The still small voice of gratitude.