The Greatest Joy In Nature Is The

Set Me A Task In Which I Can Put Something Of My Very Self, And It Is A Task No Longer; It Is Joy; It Is Art.

There Is Something In The Autumn That Is Native To My Blood- Touch Of Manner, Hint Of Mood; And My Heart Is Like A Rhyme, With The Yellow And The Purple And The Crimson Keeping Time.

There Is A Passion For Perfection Which You Will Rarely See Fully Developed; But You May Note This Fact, That In Successful Lives It Is Never Wholly Lacking.

It Is Not Being Out At Heels That Makes A Man Discontented, It Is Being Out At Heart. To Be Contented Is To Be Good Friends With Yourself.

I Took A Day To Search For God, And Found Him Not. But As I Trod By Rocky Ledge, Through Woods Untamed, Just Where One Scarlet Lily Flamed, I Saw His Foot Print In The Sod.