Breathing in: I stand in awe . . .
Breathing out: of all creation
All that we behold is full of blessings.
— William Wordsworth, nineteenth century English poet
The orchid's perfume
Clings to the butterfly's wings
Like temple incense.
— Matsuo Basho in The Essential Basho
Dancers are their own test, their own music, their own rhythm, and composition.
— Albert Rouet in Liturgy and the Arts
Attention is the most concrete expression of love. What we pay
attention to thrives. What we do not pay attention to withers and dies. What will you pay attention to today?
— Karen Maezen Miller in Hand Wash Cold
Hope is a practice. Hope is active not passive, a noun and a verb a muscle that must be exercised or it withers.
— Phil Cousineau in Have Hope by Maggie Oman Shannon
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
— James Barrie in Proverb Wit and Wisdom