{"quotes":[{"text":"THE FOUR HEAVENLY FOUNTAINSLaugh, I tell youAnd you will turn backThe hands of time.Smile, I tell youAnd you will reflectThe face of the divine.Sing, I tell youAnd all the angels will sing with you!Cry, I tell youAnd the reflections found in your pool of tears -Will remind you of the lessons of today and yesterdayTo guide you through the fears of tomorrow.","author":"Suzy Kassem","tags":["age","aging","angel","angels","aspiration","attitude","clock","cry","crying","divine","elder","elderly","enjoy","face","failure","fear","fears","fountains","future","god","god-streams","growing-old","hands-of-time","heaven","heavenly","inspiration","lake","laugh","laughing","laughter","life","life-abd-living","life-philosophy","living","living-in-the-present","living-life","living-well","old","past","play","playing","pond","pool","positive","present","reflect","reflection","river","senior","sing","singing","smile","smiling","social","stream","tear","tears","time","today","tomorrow","years","yesterday","young","youth"],"id":16573,"author_id":"Suzy+Kassem"},{"text":"Sam was the only member of the party who had not been over the river before. He had a strange feeling as the slow gurgling stream slipped by: his old life lay behind in the mists, dark adventure lay in front.","author":"J.R.R. Tolkien","tags":["adventure","feeling","future","past","river","stream"],"id":32627,"author_id":"J.R.R.+Tolkien"},{"text":"Dip your fingers n the spring stream or lift your face to the summer rains. Listen for me in the winter wind I'll come back for you.","author":"Evangeline Denmark","tags":["come-back-for","denmark","dip","evangeline","evangeline-denmark","fingers","lift","listen","rains","spring","stream","summer","wind","winter","you","your-face"],"id":36350,"author_id":"Evangeline+Denmark"},{"text":"The best art is not always the most popular art, and the most popular art is never truly the best art. The best art is that which is streamed through God. And the worst art is that which is void of God. The master artist of the universe is the Creator of All Things, and his reflection is in all of us. Only the artist who is aware that he is a reflection of that greatness, and that creativity is supreme love, is a true divine artist. Even if he is not the most popular artist, he will be very popular among the stars of His universe. That is the master artist, one who uses his talents to serve as a vehicle of God. In his work, you hear God's voice and see with His eyes.","author":"Suzy Kassem","tags":["art","artist","artistry","artwork","beautiful","beauty","best-art","creation","creative","creativity","eyes","gifts","god","godliness","grace","heart","his-eyes","love","master-artist","popular","popularity","serve","stars","stream","streamed","supreme-love","talents","truth","ugly-art","universe","vehicle-of-god","voice","void-of-god","wisdom","worst-art"],"id":48070,"author_id":"Suzy+Kassem"},{"text":"Same time as every day, Fyl...' she fussed, the rest of the bridge crew seeming to hold their breaths. 'TWELVE THIRTY!' came the chorus. The next hour dragged by, in about the same way as the hour before that. At twelve twenty-five, Commander Ortez found himself stepping out of an elevator into an equally mundane grey steel corridor on his way to the mess hall. Turning a corner, he met with a stream of crewmen milling around between shifts. Some off-duty personnel were lounging around in civvies, which consisted mostly of re-revamped 60's hippy fashions. Of all the places on the ship, the mess was the most spacious, (I.E.: it was a big mess.) The command officer’s balcony overhung the rest of the crew dining area. Ortez sat at his usual place, wincing as he remembered to get someone to fix the springs in his chair. An ensign, 3rd class dressed in chef’s white, served him with a plate of what either ended up feeding the chefs latest pet - or strangling it. Marnetti, Barnum and the sciences officer Commander Jaris Skotchdopole filed in, not necessarily in that order, and found seats. After a few bites, Marnetti -- who was the first officer and navigator, put up a hand and signalled a waiter. The lad approached fearfully, appreciating the highlight of his day.","author":"Christina Engela","tags":["60-s","a-waiter","an","and-navigator","and-the","appreciating","around","balcony","between-shifts","bites","breaths","chair","chorus","civvies","commander","consisted","corner","crew","day","dining-area","dragged-by","either","ended","ensign","fearfully","few","fussed","get","grey","hall","hippy-fashions","hour","hour-before","in","jaris","marnetti","mess","mundane","necessarily-in","officer","officer-s","on-the","out","personnel","pet","place","same","sciences","seats","seeming","served","she","ship","signalled","skotchdopole","someone","spacious","stepping","strangling-it","stream","that","that-order","the","the-crew","thirty","twelve","twenty-five","were","which","white","wincing","with-a"],"id":87178,"author_id":"Christina+Engela"},{"text":"Every moment the patches of green grew bigger and the patches of snow grew smaller. Every moment more and more of the trees shook off their robes of snow. Soon, wherever you looked, instead of white shapes you saw the dark green of firs or the black prickly branches of bare oaks and beeches and elms. Then the mist turned from white to gold and presently cleared away altogether. Shafts of delicious sunlight struck down on to the forest floor and overhead you could see a blue sky between the tree tops. Soon there were more wonderful things happening. Coming suddenly round a corner into a glade of silver birch trees Edmund saw the ground covered in all directions with little yellow flowers- celandines. The noise of water grew louder. Presently they actually crossed a stream. Beyond it they found snowdrops growing.","author":"C.S. Lewis","tags":["celandines","edmund-pevensie","narnia","nature-s-beauty","springtime","stream","trees"],"id":89375,"author_id":"C.S.+Lewis"},{"text":"Be like a fresh flowing stream.","author":"Lailah Gifty Akita","tags":["freshness-of-life","inspirational","stream","wisdom-of-lailah-gifty-akita"],"id":91258,"author_id":"Lailah+Gifty+Akita"},{"text":"Be the calm eye of the storm where nothing phases you, focus on your centre to remain balanced, let your life flow like a stream of wind.","author":"Jay Woodman","tags":["balance","calm","centre","cool","flow","steady","storm","stream","stream-of-consciousness","wind"],"id":142988,"author_id":"Jay+Woodman"},{"text":"A stream of primal voicesWhispering in the breeze of your heartTo urge you on.","author":"Scott Hastie","tags":["breeze","heart","love","poem","primal","spiritual","spiritual","stream","urge","voices","whisper","whispering"],"id":160355,"author_id":"Scott+Hastie"},{"text":"Take the broken pieces of your life, bake a master cake out of it. Don't stand still like a lake; keep flowing like a stream!","author":"Israelmore Ayivor","tags":["bake","broken-pieces","cake","flow","flowing","food-for-thought","israelmore-ayivor","lake","life","master","pieces","stream"],"id":164262,"author_id":"Israelmore+Ayivor"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":31,"pages":4,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}