When you look at what people consider success in the music industry, it's just terrible music.
My virgin sense of sound was steeped In the music of young streams; And roses through the casement peeped, And scented all my dreams.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.
Public opinion is no more than this: what people think that other people think.
Is life worth living? Yes, so long as there is wrong to right. So long as faith with freedom reigns and loyal hope survives, And gracious charity remains to leaven lowly lives; While there is only one untrodden tract for intellect or will, And men are free to think and act, Life is worth living still.
We come from the earth, we return to the earth, and in between we garden.
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
He gave man speech, and speech created thought, Which is the measure of the universe.
There is no origin for the idea of an afterlife, save the conclusion which the savage draws from the notion suggested by dreams.
When I was young, I was reading anything and anything I could lay my hands on. I was a veracious-to-the-point-of-insane reader.
Fortune favors the well-prepared.