Grant Me, O Lord, A Sunny Mind-thy

Had We Less To Say To Those We Love, Perhaps We Should Say It Oftener.

The Lovely Flowers Embarrass Me. They Make Me Regret I Am Not A Bee.

My Friends Are My Estate.

A Light Exists In Spring Not Present In The Year At Any Other Period When March Is Scarcely Here.

The Only Commandment I Ever Obeyed — 'consider The Lilies.