“It is easier to tell a person what life is not, rather than to tell them what it is. A child understands weeds that grow from lack of attention, in a garden. However, it is hard to explain the wild flowers that one gardener calls weeds, and another considers beautiful ground cover.”
― Shannon L. Alder
“A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.”. – Zen Shin.
“Every flower must grow through dirt.”– Laurie Jean Sennott
“To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.”. – Audrey Hepburn.
“Open the bloom of your heart and become a gift of beauty to the world.”– Bryant McGill
It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels.
“Do not grieve over temptations you suffer. When the Lord intends to bestow a particular virtue on us, He often permits us first to be tempted by the opposite vice. Therefore, look upon every temptation as an invitation to grown in a particular virtue and a promise by God that you will be successful, if only you stand fast.”
― St. Philip Neri
” Credinta si ratiunea sunt ca doua aripi cu care spiritul uman se ridica spre contemplarea adevarului. Dumnezeu este cel care a pus in inima omului dorinta de a cunoaste adevarul si, in definitiv, de a-l cunoaste pe El pentru ca astfel, cunoscundu-l si iubindu-l, sa poata ajunge la adevarul intreg despre sine insusi.”
Papa Ioan al II-lea (Fides et ratio, 1; 14 septembrie 1998)
Faith and reason are like two wings on which the human spirit rises to the contemplation of truth;
and God has placed in the human heart a desire to know the truth—in a word, to know
himself—so that, by knowing and loving God, men and women may also come to the fullness of
truth about themselves.
“Splendoarea trandafirului si puritatea crinului nu pot rapi parfumul micutei violete, nici farmecul simplu al margaretei. Daca orice gingasa floare si-ar dori sa fie un trandafir, primavara si-ar pierde frumusetea.”
Therese de Lisieux
“The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.”
