I remember that in high school, we had this old fashioned idea of "autograph books", wherein a classmate could write something to you or about you and sign it with his signature. One of the writings always stayed with me and it went " Remember if your jobs are small and your rewards are few, that the mighty oak was once a nut like you". This image reminds me of it too! Nice work, Joe!
You will be led to the knowledge of the internal things which are invisible to you, by the external things which you see before you. . . . Even so then, we can represent to ourselves in thought the Author of all that is, by contemplating and admiring the (visible) things which He has made, and ever brings into being.
- Hermes
"I never looked for it, gave it no name; yet I knew it always, when the gift of peace came. I stood quite still for the moment that it lasted...Then the light shifted slightly and the moment passed, leaving me...with the lasting echo of its presence.." Diana Gabaldon