To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.
— Emily DickinsonWe are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else’s opinion that we do not look happy.
— Mokokoma MokhonoanaI love everything that makes up a milieu, the rolling of the carriages and the noise of the workmen in Paris, the cries of a thousand birds in the country, the movement of the ships on the waters. I love also absolute, profound silence, and, in short, I love everything that is around me, no matter where I am.
— George Sand