There Remain Times When One Can Only

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.

Do You Know The Times When One Seems To Stick Fast In Circumstances Like The Fly In The Jam-pot? It Can't Be Helped, And I Suppose The Best Thing To Do Is To Lay In A Good Store Of Jam!

It Seems Sometimes As If One Were Powerless To Do Any More From Within To Overcome Troubles, And That Help Must Come From Without.

A Well Begun Is Half Ended.

One's Mind Has A Way Of Making Itself Up In The Background, And It Suddenly Becomes Clear What One Means To Do.