You May Tire Of Reality But You

I Wish Every One In The World Was As Warm And Sheltered As We Are Tonight.

Fancies Are Like Shadows...you Can't Cage Them, They're Such Wayward, Dancing Things.

When Twilight Drops Her Curtain Down And Pins It With A Star Remember That You Have A Friend Though She May Wander Far.

I Read In A Book Once That A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet, But I've Never Been Able To Believe It. I Don't Believe A Rose Would Be As Nice If It Was Called A Thistle Or A Skunk Cabbage.

The Body Grows Slowly And Steadily But The Soul Grows By Leaps And Bounds. It May Come To Its Full Stature In An Hour.