I Will Honor Christmas In My Heart,

This Reminds Me, Godmother, To Ask You A Serious Question. You Are As Wise As Wise Can Be (having Been Brought Up By The Fairies), And You Can Tell Me This: Is It Better To Have Had A Good Thing And Lost It, Or Never To Have Had It?

Train Up A Fig Tree In The Way It Should Go, And When You Are Old Sit Under The Shade Of It.

In The Little World In Which Children Have Their Existence, Whosoever Brings Them Up, There Is Nothing So Finely Perceived And So Finely Felt, As Injustice.

There Is No Substitute For Thoroughgoing, Ardent, And Sincere Earnestness.

Your Voice And Music Are The Same To Me.