Quotes About Harmony

It is The Way," he said softly. "Take only what ye need. When ye take the deer, do not take the best. Take the smaller and the slower and then the deer will grow stronger and always give you meat. Pa-koh, the panther, knows and so must ye." And

man is saved with the world and not from it.

Between old and young there should be consideration and respect.

There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.

Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us.

Magic is in her just as it is in Dickon, said Colin. It makes her think of ways to do things - nice things.

It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine, and things pushing up and working under the earth

And over walls and earth and trees and swinging sprays and tendrils the fair green veil of tender little leaves had crept, and in the grass under the trees and the gray urns in the alcoves and here and there everywhere were touches or splashes of gold and purple and white and the trees were showing pink and snow above his head and there were fluttering of wings and faint sweet pipes and humming and scents and scents.

Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us.

Dickon says anything will understand if you're friends with it for sure, but you have to be friends for sure.

Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden—in all the places.

I wouldn't want to make it look like a gardener's garden, all clipped an' spick an' span, would you?" he said. "It's nicer like this with things runnin' wild, an' swingin' an' catchin' hold of each other." "Don't let us make it tidy," said Mary anxiously. "It wouldn't seem like a secret garden if it was tidy.

Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.

A body 'as to move gentle an' speak low when wild things is about.

Dickon's a kind lad an' animals likes him.

Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everyone in the world understands it.

look down onto the earth and smile, and send beautiful messages.

There doesn't seem to be no need for no one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like

A body has to move gentle and speak low when wild things are about.

He said he couldn't understand a world 'shameless and cruel enough to divide its people by color when color is in fact the sign of God's artistic genius.

Only one thing to do about hate that big...and that's to put a bigger love out there -Monster

At first we raced through space, like shadows and light; her rants, my raves; her dark hair, my blonde; black dresses, white. She's a purple-black African-violet-dark butterfly and I a white moth. We were two wild ponies, Dawn and Midnight, the wind electrifying our manes and our hooves quaking the city; we were photo negatives of each other, together making the perfect image of a girl.

We got quiet. The garden was combing her hair and putting on earrings. The house was full of dancing creatures, not male and female but both, two lovers in one body. The books downstairs were reciting their poetry to each other, rubbing together, whispering through the leather covers. Wine was flowing through the water pipes. You had caught my leaping heart in your hand like a fish.

I think of it as creating a connection to ourselves, to the Divine, and to others in a more harmonious and intelligent way. Creating connection and presence with our relationships. - Amy Ippoliti