Life Hangs As Nothing In The Scale

Canst Thou Prophesy, Thou Little Tree, What The Glory Of Thy Boughs Shall Be?

It Is A Conquest When We Can Lift Ourselves Above The Annoyances Of Circumstances Over Which We Have No Control; But It Is A Greater Victory When We Can Make Those Circumstances Our Helpers,--when We Can Appreciate The Good There Is In Them. It Has Often Seemed To Me As If Life Stood Beside Me, Looking Me In The Face, And Saying, "child, You Must Learn To Like Me In The Form In Which You See Me, Before I Can Offer Myself To You In Any Other Aspect.

Whatever With The Past Has Gone, The Best Is Always Yet To Come.

A Drop Of Water, If It Could Write Out Its Own History, Would Explain The Universe To Us.

He Who Plants A Tree, Plants A Hope.