Kindness Is The Truest Wisdom Of Life

It Isn't The Thing You Do, Dear, It's The Thing You Leave Undone Which Gives You A Bit Of Heartache At The Setting At The Setting Of The Sun.

Books Have Been To Me What Gold Is To The Miser, What New Fields Are To The Explorer.

In Very Truth It Is The Unattained Which Gives Zest To The Commonplace And Brims The Cup Of Our Daily Life With Keenest Joy.

At Christmas-tide The Open Hand Scatters Its Bounty O'er Sea And Land, And None Are Left To Grieve Alone, For Love Is Heaven And Claims Its Own.

My Own Opinion Is That Youthfulness Of Feeling Is Retained, As Is Youthfulness Of Appearance, By Constant Use Of The Intellect.