418 Quotes by Mary E. Pearson

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I press my palm against the glass, imagining the drops on my skin, imagining where they started out, where they will go, feeling them like a river, rushing, combining, becoming something greater than how they started out.

I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.

On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler - sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky,

Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.

People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~

But remember, child, we may all have our own story and destiny, and sometimes our seemingly bad fortune, but we're all part of a greater story too. One that transcends the soil, the wind, time even our own tears. Greater stories will have their way.