Hope Is The Second Soul Of The

The Dear Good People Don't Know How Long It Takes To Learn To Read. I've Been At It Eighty Years, And Can't Say Yet That I've Reached The Goal.

Good Children's Literature Appeals Not Only To The Child In The Adult, But To The Adult In The Child.

There Is No Patriotic Art.

Give Me Those Days With Heart In Riot, The Depths Of Bliss That Touched On Pain, The Force Of Hate, And Love's Disquiet- Ah, Give Me Back My Youth Again!

Just As, Out Of Habit, One Consults A Run-down Clock As Though It Were Still Going, So Too One May Look At The Face Of A Beautiful Woman As Though He Still Loved Her.