When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach the clock no longer ticks it tolls the hour. The figures in the aisle are no longer individuals they symbolize the human race.
Life is a gift given in trust – like a child.
The only real security is not in owning or possessing not in demanding or expecting not in hoping even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was nor forward to what it might be but living in the present and accepting it as it is now.
Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day – like writing a poem or saying a prayer.
The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere.
Grief can’t be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.
I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught all the world would be wise since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning understanding patience love openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.
For happiness one needs security but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.
By and large mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.
America which has the most glorious present still existing in the world today hardly stops to enjoy it in her insatiable appetite for the future.
The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it.
Men kick friendship around like a football but it doesn’t seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.