It Is Only The Women Whose Eyes

For In All The World There Are No People So Piteous And Forlorn As Those Who Are Forced To Eat The Bitter Bread Of Dependency In Their Old Age, And Find How Steep Are The Stairs Of Another Man's House. Wherever They Go They Know Themselves Unwelcome. Wherever They Are, They Feel Themselves A Burden. There Is No Humiliation Of The Spirit They Are Not Forced To Endure. Their Hearts Are Scarred All Over With The Stabs From Cruel And Callous Speeches.

I Have Learned To Live Each Day As It Comes, And Not To Borrow Trouble By Dreading Tomorrow. It Is The Dark Menace Of The Future That Makes Cowards Of Us.

In A World Where There Is So Much To Be Done, I Felt Strongly Impressed That There Must Be Something For Me To Do.

Nobody Wants To Kiss When They Are Hungry.

The Comfortable And Comforting People Are Those Who Look Upon The Bright Side Of Life; Gathering Its Roses And Sunshine And Making The Most That Happens Seem The Best.