Love Is A Great Beautifier.

I'm Tired Of Praise; And Love Is Very Sweet, When It Is Simple And Sincere Like This.

Many Argue; Not Many Converse.

I’m Not Like The Rest Of You; I Never Made Any Plans About What I’d Do When I Grew Up; I Never Thought Of Being Married, As You Did. I Couldn’t Seem To Imagine Myself Anything But Stupid Little Beth, Trotting About At Home, Of No Use Anywhere But There. I Never Wanted To Go Away, And The Hard Part Now Is Leaving You All. I’m Not Afraid, But It Seems As If I Should Be Homesick For You Even In Heaven.

...the Love, Respect, And Confidence Of My Children Was The Sweetest Reward I Could Receive For My Efforts To Be The Woman I Would Have Them Copy.

Well, If I Can't Be Happy, I Can Be Useful, Perhaps.