Gladys Taber Quotes

Perhaps, after all, our best thoughts come when we are alone. It is good to listen, not to voices but to the wind blowing, to the brook running cool over polished stones, to bees drowsy with the weight of pollen. If we attend to the music of the earth, we reach serenity. And then, in some unexplained way, we share it with others.

Almost all words do have colour and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too.

I resolve to be more patient, less selfish, cherish my friends, and in my small way help whoever needs help. I cannot conceivably influence the world's destiny, but I can make my own life more worthwhile. I can give some help to some people; that is not vital to all the world's problems and yet, I think if everyone did just that, we might see quite a world in our time!

We need time to dream, time to remember, and time to reach the infinite. Time to be.

nothing decorates a home like books. There they are, waiting to decorate the mind, too!

the real evidence of growing older is that things level off in importance ... Days are no longer jagged peaks to climb; time is a meadow, and we move over it with level steps.

As long as you have a window, life is exciting.

But housekeeping is fun. It is one job where you enjoy the results right along as you work. You may work all day washing and ironing, but at night you have the delicious feeling of sunny clean sheets and airy pillows to lie on. If you clean, you sit down at nightfall with the house shining and faintly smelling of wax, all yours to enjoy right then and there. And if you cook—that creation you lift from the oven goes right to the table.

Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.

If I had Aladdin's lamp and the usual three wishes, the first would always be, 'Give me the first day of June.

Being a good neighbor is an art which makes life richer.

Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.

The curious thing about fishing is you never want to go home. If you catch something, you can't stop. If you don't catch anything, you hate to leave in case something might bite.

Dog lovers are a good breed themselves.

Life is a process of discovery, of new perceptions.

I suppose I am a sparrow, a stay-at-home bird.

Happiness of heart can never be measured out and bundled up, it's intangible. We keep running after it, grasping for it, and the heat of our running so seldom brings it closer. But now and then there may be a moment. We look at something and know it is good and beautiful. Those moments are happiness.

Traveling is all very well if you can get home at night. I would be willing to go around the world if I came back in time to light the candles and set the table for supper.

I know of nothing to compare with the welcome a dog gives you when you come home.

Well, any love makes us vulnerable. Whatever we love will give the gift of pain somewhere along the road. But who would live sealed in spiritual cellophane just to keep from ever being hurt? There are a few people like that. I'm sorry for them. I think they are as good as dead.

A cat is, by and large, sophisticated and complex, and capable of creating three-act plays around any single piece of action.

Happiness is a thing of now.

What would happen if all the populations on the planet simply refused to fight human beings they did not even know?

Nothing makes a house cozier than cats.

History records the large events or the general condition of society, but only an individual can put down the way of life in a small town.