‘Each moment of our life, we either invoke or destroy our dreams. We call upon it to become a fact, or we cancel our previous instructions’

- Stuart Wilde

‘Your friends praise your abilities to the skies, submit to you in argument, and seem to have the greatest deference for you; but, though they may ask it, you never find them following your advice upon their own affairs; nor allowing you to manage your own, without thinking that you should follow theirs. Thus, in fact, they all think themselves wiser than you, whatever they may say.’

- Lord Melbourne

‘I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits.’

- Ludwig van Beethoven

‘Courage and cheerfulness will not only carry you over the rough places in life, but will enable you to bring comfort and help to the weak-hearted and will console you in the sad hours’

- William Osler

‘The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.’

- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

‘Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life’s deepest joy: true fulfillment.’

- Anthony Robbins

‘It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.’

- Alan Cohen

‘We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.’

- Anais Nin

“One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss, but in the number of things they need no longer mention.”

- Clifton Fadiman

‘A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one; yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace’

- Walter de La Mare