“I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seenOf meadow flowers and butterfliesIn summers that have beenOf yellow leaves and gossamerIn autumns that there wereWith morning mist and silver sunAnd wind upon my hairI sit beside the fire and thinkOf how the world will beWhen winter comes without a spring That I shall ever seeFor still there are so many thingsThat I have never seenIn every wood in every springThere is a different greenI sit beside the fire and thinkOf people long agoAnd people that will see a worldThat I shall never knowBut all the while I sit and thinkOf times there were beforeI listen for returning feet And voices at the door”

“A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.”

“They say I’m old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!”

“You can have it all. Just not all at once.”

“Don’t waste your time with explanations: people only hear what they want to hear.”

“It’s hard being left behind. (…) It’s hard to be the one who stays.”

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”