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

Never be afraid to tread the path alone.

Know which is your path and follow it wherever it may lead you.

Do not feel you have to follow in someone else’s footsteps.

Eileen Caddy.

God could not be everywhere and therefore He made mothers.

Rudyard Kipling.

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

That though the radiance which was once so bright, be now forever taken from my sight.

Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, glory in the flower.

We will grieve not,

rather find strength in what remains behind.

William Wordsworth.

What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.

William Shakespeare.

It is not work that kills, but worry.

Old English Proverb.

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.