Oh Dear, Life Is Pretty Tough Sometimes,

Dan Clung To Her In Speechless Gratitude, Feeling The Blessedness Of Mother Love, — That Divine Gift Which Comforts, Purifies, And Strengthens All Who Seek It.

I Am Angry Nearly Every Day Of My Life, But I Have Learned Not To Show It; And I Still Try To Hope Not To Feel It, Though It May Take Me Another Forty Years To Do It.

Mrs. Jo Did Not Mean The Measles, But That More Serious Malady Called Love, Which Is Apt To Ravage Communities, Spring And Autumn, When Winter Gayety And Summer Idleness Produce Whole Bouquets Of Engagements, And Set Young People To Pairing Off Like The Birds.

Jo's Ambition Was To Do Something Very Splendid; What It Was She Had No Idea, As Yet, But Left It For Time To Tell Her.

Far Away There In The Sunshine Are My Highest Aspirations. I May Not Reach Them, But I Can Look Up And See Their Beauty, Believe In Them, And Try To Follow Where They Lead.