Other men are lenses through which we read our own minds. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

the sense of being which in calm hours arises, we know not how, in the soul, is not diverse from things, from space, from light, from time, from man, but one with them and proceeds obviously from the same source.... Here is the fountain of action and of thought.... We lie in the lap of immense intelligence.

Some people will tell you there is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea.

In order for one to learn the important lessons of life, one must first overcome a fear each day.