Life is either a daring adventure or nothing

My teacher is so near to me that I scarcely think of myself apart from her.

Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into light.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived. The odors of fruits waft me to my southern home, to my childhood frolics in the peach orchard. Other odors, instantaneous and fleeting, cause my heart to dilate joyously or contract with remembered grief. Even as I think of smells, my nose is full of scents that start awake sweet memories of summers gone and ripening fields far away.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.

The unselfish effort to bring cheer to others will be the beginning of a happier life for ourselves.

True friends are never apart. Maybe in distance but never in heart.

Perhaps there is no thrill so great as that which comes with a walk in the freshness of morning air.

A potent force within me, stronger than the persuasion of my friends, stronger even than the pleadings of my heart, had impelled me to try my strength by the standards of those who see and hear.

What I'm looking for is not out there, it is in me.