the delightful path . . .

It is the shelter of each other that people live.

You will “discovered that when you lie close to the heart of someone or someplace for a long time, you hear and see what others don’t. The secrets taught by holding on & hanging in there turn out to be exactly what you were looking for.

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, ‘What! You too? I thought it was only one.’

As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over. So in a series of kindnesses there is, at last, one which makes the heart one over.

The refining pot is for silver and the furnace for gold, And a man is valued by what others say of him.

I still find each day too short for the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.