“Gratitude is the real treasure God wants us to find, because it isn't the pot of gold but the rainbow that colors our world.”

“I shall ne'er chase rainbows again, Knowing no pot o' gold awaits at the end. My Irish treasure is not there. For ye, my love, abide with me here.”

“The road of life is paved with daily successes, a great number of them penny and nickle triumphs. Sadly, these little feats are often seen as worthless―even failures―because we dream of greater gain. Our greed keeps us focused on a gleaming pot of gold waiting at the end of some elusive rainbow. And, despairing a big loss, we fail to see the value in small achievements.”

“Gratitude doesn't change the scenery.  It merely washes clean the glass you look through so you can clearly see the colors.”

“I realized at that moment - observing his form move further away without once turning back - that I’d already begun to rebuild the imaginary wall between us. I was shielding my heart with stone cold feelings again, the only way I knew to protect it. I still planned to try my hand at prayer. If God would grant me this one request, if I could keep my only friend, I would give anything in return, even the treasured books trapped beneath my arm. I’d tasted enough of a dismal life to know that a real, true friend was of greater worth than the collection of every imagined fairy tale in the world.”

“I'm starting to think this world is just a place for us to learn that we need each other more than we want to admit.”

“Happiness doesn't always come in pink. Learn to appreciate the rainbow.”