Nothing Dies So Hard, Or Rallies So

Leaves Die, But Trees Do Not. They Only Undress.

When God Thought Of Mother, He Must Have Laughed With Satisfaction, And Framed It Quickly - So Rich, So Deep, So Divine, So Full Of Soul, Power, And Beauty, Was The Conception.

Books Are The Windows Through Which The Soul Looks Out.

No Matter What Looms Ahead, If You Can Eat Today, Enjoy Today, Mix Good Cheer With Friends Today Enjoy It And Bless God For It.

The Cynic Puts All Human Actions Into Two Classes - Openly Bad And Secretly Bad.