Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand? Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Why is wisdom so fair? Why is beauty so wise? Because all else is temporary, while beauty and wisdom are the only real and… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
“The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland. The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
“Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
It does not take a great supernatural heroine or magical hero to save the world.We all save it every day, and we all destroy… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
Here's a new 'Blessing' for our time -- 'May Anderson Cooper never be sent to report on your town! — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
When you wake up from a dream you have only a few precious moments before the details of the dream begin to dissipate and… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
“It's a fact— everyone is ignorant in some way or another. Ignorance is our deepest secret. And it is one of the scariest things… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first,… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
“Meditation is a mysterious method of self-restoration. It involves “shutting” out the outside world, and by that means sensing the universal “presence” which is,… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air. It rings to announce endings and beginnings. And it rings because there is… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
Unlike a fountain that circulates the same water in an enclosed, perpetually recycling system, a human being circulates thoughts in an unlimited reservoir of… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
I've always been creative verbally, had a flair, my teachers said - wrote great expository essays in elementary school, scribbled little poems, embraced all… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
The sand in the hourglass runs from one compartment to the other, marking the passage of moments with something constant and tangible.If you watch… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
When you reach for the stars, you are reaching for the farthest thing out there. When you reach deep into yourself, it is the… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share
