In Home Life Contentment Is An Essential

A Letter Is The Most Imperishable Thing On Earth.

I Would Not, If I Could, Give Up The Memory Of The Joy I Have Had In Books For Any Advantage That Could Be Offered In Other Pursuits Or Occupations. Books Have Been To Me What Gold Is To The Miser, What New Fields Are To The Explorer.

Love Turns All The Wheels Of Human Industry, Is The Motive Power Under The World's Machinery, Makes Worthwhile Every Enterprise On The Earth, Is Coequal With Life, Outlasts Death, And Reaches Onward Into Heaven.

At Christmas-tide The Open Hand Scatters Its Bounty O'er Sea And Land, And None Are Left To Grieve Alone, For Love Is Heaven And Claims Its Own.

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