Quote of the Week – Last Rose

‘Tis the last rose of Summer left blooming alone,

All her lovely companions are faded and gone;

No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh,

To reflect back her blushes, or give sigh for sigh.

Thomas Moore.

Quote of the Week – Thinking

Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits.

Punch: 1906

To escape and sit quietly on a beach, watching the sun set, is my idea of paradise.

May you never forget what is worth remembering,

nor ever remember what is best forgotten.

Irish Blessing.

Mist in the morning is Earth’s morning breath.

Nanette L. Avery.

Worry is like a rocking chair:

both give you something to do,

but neither gets you anywhere.

American proverb, mid 20th century.

Is not this a true Autumn day?

Just the still melancholy that I love –

that makes life and nature harmonize.

George Eliot.

Courage doesn’t always roar.

Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying

“I will try again tomorrow”.

Mary Anne Radmacher.

Daffodils,

That come before the swallow dares,

and take

The winds of March with beauty.

William Shakespeare.

People who only see one side of things

Engage in quarrels and disputes.

Pali Tripitaka – 2nd century BC.