“You may wear your virtues as a crown,As you walk through life serenely,And grace your simple rustic gownWith a beauty more than queenly.Though only one for you shall care,One only speak your praises;And you never wear in your shining hair,A richer flower than daisies.”

“& only as you gasp your dying breath shall you understand, your life amounted to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean!Yet what is any ocean but a multitude of drops?”

“Where you are going to is more glorious than where you are coming from. Keep organizing your future and charting your course. Your life is upward and forward only. The Beautiful life is yours”

“No one will care more about your life than you do and no one is better qualified to chart its course than you are. You are the expert.”

“I try to believe," she said, "that God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know, the story of your life. Otherwise your heart would crack wider than you could handle. He only cracks it enough so you can still walk, like someone wearing a cast. But you've still got a crack running up your side, big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. Nobody sees it. Everybody thinks you're one whole piece, and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they could see that crack.”

“Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends, worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, and a pipe or two, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing. ”