My Book And Heart Shall Never Part.

The Nimble Lie Is Like The Second-hand Upon A Clock; We See It Fly; While The Hour-hand Of Truth Seems To Stand Still, And Yet It Moves Unseen, And Wins, At Last, For The Clock Will Not Strike Till It Has Reached The Goal.

How In The Turmoil Of Life Can Love Stand, Where There Is Not One Heart, And One Mouth And One Hand.

Listen My Children And You Shall Hear, Of The Midnight Ride Of Paul Revere

Love Makes Its Record In Deeper Colors As We Grow Out Of Childhood Into Manhood.

Success Is Not Something To Wait For, It Is Something To Work For.