Life is like a field, where we must gather what we grow, weed or wheat... this is the law, we reap the… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
While it is February one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
Few would dispute with the rose her claim to be the queen of flowers, for where is her equal to be found?… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
This is the divine moment when we can hold the fairest blossom of spring in one hand and the sweetest flowers of… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
I welcome the autumnal chill in the air. There is a stimulation about it. Life moves to a different rhythm. There is… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
September is the month of maturity; the heaped basket and the garnered sheaf. It is the month of climax and completion. September!… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as… — Patience Strong Copy Share
I welcome the autumnal chill in the air. There is a stimulation about it. Life moves to a different rhythm. There is a sense… — Patience Strong Copy Share
Forget the times of trouble, but not the truths they taught. Forget the days of sorrow, but not the strength they brought. Forget the… — Patience Strong Copy Share
Winter sunshine is a fairy wand touching everything with a strange magic. It is like the smile of a friend in time of sorrow. — Patience Strong Copy Share
Happy is the person who can keep a quiet heart, in the chaos and tumult of this modern world. — Patience Strong Copy Share
Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree. — Patience Strong Copy Share
I thought I had finished with romantic adventures, but half-way through life and well past the age for losing one's heart, I was suddenly… — Patience Strong Copy Share
Success and failure, triumph and disaster. That is the rhythm of life in the garden. — Patience Strong Copy Share
Few would dispute with the rose her claim to be the queen of flowers, for where is her equal to be found? Is she… — Patience Strong Copy Share
This is the divine moment when we can hold the fairest blossom of spring in one hand and the sweetest flowers of early summer… — Patience Strong Copy Share
