If you're soft hearted, then you'll never survive in this world of sin.
Rain clouds come floating in, not to muddy my days ahead, but to make me calm, happy and hopeful.
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
If you want to be incrementally better: Be competitive. If you want to be exponentially better: Be cooperative.
Life is like a 1,000 page book. You want to quit halfway through, but then you realise you have a lot left to look forward to.
Just as the soft rains fill the streams, pour into the rivers and join together in the oceans, so may the power of every moment of your goodness flow forth to awaken and heal all beings.