An old German saying:
Lange Fadchen - faule madchen.
Long Threads - lazy girls.

My life is but a weaving, between my God and me.  I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily.   Oftimes he weaveth sorrow and I , in foolish pride, forget He sees the upper and I the underside.  Not till the loom is silent and shuttles cease to fly will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why the dark threads are as needful in the skillful weaver's hand as the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned.

Anonymous

And what is life?  A crazy quilt
Sorrow and joy, and grace and guilt
With here and there a square of blue
For some old happiness we know;
And so the hand of time will take
The fragments of our lives and make
Out of life's remnants, as they fall,
A thing of beauty, after all.

Malloch