I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
After the dazzle of day is gone, only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars; after the plain of the surface and the breakers have gone, the depths of the ocean show beautiful forms.
The quality I look for most is optimism: especially optimism in the face of reverses and apparent defeat.
Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement; nothing can be done without hope.
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.