I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
Life is a big sea full of many fish. I let down my nets and pulled. I'm still pulling.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
The countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
There are a lot of wonderful books out there that aren't marketed properly, and readers who might love them never even know they exist.
When you possess great treasures within you and try to tell others of them, seldom are you believed.
she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of the earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the sea, that never was seen, nor never shall be.
To persons uninstructed in natural history, their country or seaside stroll is a walk through a gallery filled with wonderful works of art, nine-tenths of which have their faces turned to the wall.
