The Best Things Arrive On Time.

Hell Is More Like Boredom, Or Not Having Enough To Do, And Too Much Time To Contemplate One's Deficiencies.

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.

People Need Dreams, There's As Much Nourishment In Them As Food.

A Man From Hell Is Not Afraid Of Hot Ashes.

Sometimes I Think We're All Tightrope Walkers Suspended On A Wire Two Thousand Feet In The Air, And So Long As We Never Look Down We're Okay, But Some Of Us Lose Momentum And Look Down For A Second And Are Never Quite The Same Again: We Know.