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The soft blanket of summer wrapped them all in her warm embrace.
Around the swimming beagles, bright stars danced on rippling waters like a thousand little fishes of light scurrying in a sea of darkness.
Night is a time of reflection.
Not of stars in water only, but of times past and times to come.
And such a night was this.

It is not the victory, but the audacity of the attempt that makes us feel alive.

Every door of opportunity begins as a window in the mind.

You cannot argue a person into faith.
Faith is not logical.
Faith is a choice.

The future seems inevitable once you are past it.

To accomplish the miraculous you must attempt the ridiculous.
Failures are footlights along the dark pathway to success.

Passion does not produce commitment.
Commitment produces passion.

Your choice of heroes changes your behavior,
your future, the very trajectory of your life.

I like Don Quixote because he is completely ridiculous.
There is no quality about him that would indicate success.
I identify with that.
He has nothing to offer except that he is completely and utterly committed.

Haggard, inconstant splashes of beauty are those visually arresting sights that are all around us, but we are too pressed for time to notice. We’re in a mood, in a hurry, in trouble, in a crisis or incapacitated. We’re anxious or angry, distracted or distraught, bedazzled, bedeviled or bedraggled. But still those splashes of beauty creep in – barely noticeable at first – but there they are, haggard and inconstant, limping and laughing, splashes of giggling miracles that would show up more often
if only we would notice.

Take your inspiration from wherever you find it,
no matter how ridiculous.

Come with me and I’ll take you to where an invisible ballerina shoves icy clouds through the night, pausing only to spin on hilltops and watch the leaves fall sighing to lie quiet among the bones of other white leaves from other cold years. Down in the village, little dogs bark like freight trains. Or is this only the ballerina’s song?
Come. It is time for us to go.

It is time for us to go.

It is time for us to go.