Every Thought And Every Act Were To

I'd Rather See A Sermon Than Hear One Any Day; I'd Rather One Should Walk With Me Than Merely Tell The Way.

Away From The Tumult Of Motor And Mill I Want To Be Care-free; I Want To Be Still! I'm Weary Of Doing Things; Weary Of Words I Want To Be One With The Blossoms And Birds.

One Deed Of Kindness Noticed Is Worth Forty That Are Told.

The Making Of Friends Life Is Sweet Because Of The Friends We Have Made And The Things Which In Common We Share; We Want To Live On, Not Because Of Ourselves, But Because Of The Ones Who Would Care. It's Living And Doing For Somebody Else On That All Of Life's Splendor Depends, And The Joy Of It All, When We Count It All Up, Is Found In The Making Of Friends.

But Keep On Working And Hoping Still. For In Spite Of The Grumblers Who Stand About, Somehow, It Seems, All Things Work Out.