It's Compassion That Makes Gods Of Us.

It's Compassion That Makes Gods Of Us.

What Continues To Astonish Me About A Garden Is That You Can Walk Past It In A Hurry, See Something Wrong, Stop To Set It Right, And Emerge An Hour Or Two Later Breathless, Contented, And Wondering What On Earth Happened.

A Man From Hell Is Not Afraid Of Hot Ashes.

When A Gourd Is Hollowed Out It Becomes Empty And Is Of Great Use To The World Because Of Its Emptiness.

Both Therapy And Friendship Possessed The Common Denominator Of Discovering A Self.