One's Mind Has A Way Of Making

Because Of A Friend, Life Is A Little Stronger, Fuller, More Gracious Thing For The Friend's Existence, Whether He Be Near Or Far. If The Friend Is Close At Hand, That Is Best; But If He Is Far Away He Still Is There To Think Of, To Wonder About, To Hear From, To Write To, To Share Life And Experience With, To Serve, To Honor, To Admire, To Love.

People Who Deal With Life Generously And Large-heartedly Go On Multiplying Relationships To The End.

I Expect That All Of Us Get Pretty Much What We Deserve Of Appreciation.

People Seldom Refuse Help, If One Offers It In The Right Way.

I Am Sure It Is One's Duty As A Teacher To Try To Show Boys That No Opinions, No Tastes, No Emotions Are Worth Much Unless They Are One's Own. I Suffered Acutely As A Boy From The Lack Of Being Shown This.