Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig.

It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us in joy we face the storm and defy it.

Every moment and every event of every man's life on earth plants something in his soul.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

Whoever is happy will make others happy too.

Your present circumstances don't determine where you can go they merely determine where you start.

Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.