A Well Begun Is Half Ended.

There Remain Times When One Can Only Endure. One Lives On, One Doesn't Die, And The Only Thing That One Can Do, Is To Fill One's Mind And Time As Far As Possible With The Concerns Of Other People. It Doesn't Bring Immediate Peace, But It Brings The Dawn Nearer.

I Have Known Some Quite Good People Who Were Unhappy, But Never An Interested Person Who Was Unhappy.

I Believe In Instinct, Not Reason. When Reason Is Right, Nine Times Out Of Ten It Is Impotent, And When It Prevails, Nine Times Out Of Ten It Is Wrong.

As I Make My Slow Pilgrimage Through The World, A Certain Sense Of Beautiful Mystery Seems To Gather And Grow.

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.