“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.”

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

“Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.”

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…” he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
“What a stupid lamb,” I sighed.
“What a sick, masochistic lion.”

“Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when it’s morning again, they’ll wash away
Here it’s safe, here it’s warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.”

“Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?”

“I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.”

“Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.”

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It’s not.”