Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone. It has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
~ Ursula K. LeGuin in THE LATHE OF HEAVEN
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has the power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.