*~Tammy~*:
~Childhood is the world of miracle or of magic--it is as if creation rose luminously out of the night, all new and fresh and astonishing.~
*~Tammy~*:
~As you go down the road of your life then always remember that you are not alone. God and His angels are always with you and sometimes they are even riding unseen on the backs of a thousand butterflies...~
*~Tammy~*:
~To make a wish come true, whisper it to a butterfly. Upon these wings it will be taken to heaven and granted, for they are the messengers of the Great Spirit~
*~Tammy~*:
~We ought to do good to others as simply as a horse runs, or a bee makes honey, or a vine bears grapes season after season without thinking of the grapes it has borne~
*~Tammy~*:
~Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to the sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine~
*~Tammy~*:
~I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music~
*~Tammy~*:
~Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels~
*~Tammy~*:
~There is in every true woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity~
*~Tammy~*:
~ It is always sunrise somewhere, the dew is never dried all at once, a shower is forever falling, vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn~
*~Tammy~*:
~The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning~
*~Tammy~*:
~The hero is the one who kindles a great light in the world, who sets up torches in the dark streets of life for men to see by. The saint is the man who walks through the dark paths of the world, and IS a light~
*~Tammy~*:
~What do you suppose? A bee sat on my nose. Then what do you think? He gave me a wink, And said, I beg your pardon, I thought you were the garden~
*~Tammy~*:
~I pick the prettiest part of the sky and I melt into the wing and then into the air, till I'm just soul on a sunbeam~
*~Tammy~*:
~Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day~
