Tuesday, August 15, 2023

"I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been."


“A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.”


"I want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren."


"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."


"It's the job that's never started as takes longest to finish."


"All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost."

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