In The Whole Round Of Human Affairs

Theres Nothing Half So Pleasant As Coming Home Again.

Let Every Birthday Be A Festival, A Time When The Gladness Of The House Finds Expression In Flowers, In Gifts, In A Little Fête. Never Should A Birthday Be Passed Over Without Note, Or As If It Were A Common Day, Never Should It Cease To Be A Garlanded Milestone In The Road Of Life.

Our Daughters Are The Most Precious Of Our Treasures, The Dearest Possessions Of Our Homes And The Objects Of Our Most Watchful Love.

No One Should Teach Who Is Not In Love With Teaching.

I Thank You, God, In Heaven, For Friends.