When I was a little kid back in Moscow, Russia, I've always thought I would become an artist or a folk dancer… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea. Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink. Is the… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
What is it about wearing a tuxedo or that little black dress, that makes us feel confident, beautiful, splendid, even invincible? We… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Here's a new 'Blessing' for our time -- 'May Anderson Cooper never be sent to report on your town! — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
