Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.
Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule.
Samuel Butler (1835-1902) was an English novelist.
Writing from one’s heart
Without artificial means—
Old-fashioned journey
Writing every day
Wide world always opens up—
Pen never runs dry
Writing notebook poised
Taking in morning’s first sip—
Empowers each thought
Most mothers are instinctive philosophers.
Love needs new leaves every summer of life, as much as your elm-tree, and new branches to grow broader and wider, and new flowers to cover the ground.
Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811-1896) was an American author and abolitionist. A native of the state of Connecticut, she was born in Litchfield.
Tranquility’s place
Discovery fulfills wait—
Searching each season
Mountains to valleys
Windy voice gathers to speak—
Breath of the Spirit
Mysteries hiding
Nightly slumber awakens—
Sunrise uncovers
Big Sky Buckeye 