I Thank You, God, In Heaven, For

Self-complacen Cy Is Fatal To Progress.

It Isn't The Thing You Do, Dear, It's The Thing You Leave Undone Which Gives You A Bit Of Heartache At The Setting At The Setting Of The Sun.

In Very Truth It Is The Unattained Which Gives Zest To The Commonplace And Brims The Cup Of Our Daily Life With Keenest Joy.

Memory Is A Trustworthy Servant As Long As It Is Made To Serve.

I Thank You, God, In Heaven, For Friends.