Make Us Happy And You Make Us

I Walked A Mile With Pleasure; She Chattered All The Way. But Left Me None The Wiser For All She Had To Say. I Walked A Mile With Sorrow And Ne'er A Word Said She; But Oh, The Things I Learned From Her When Sorrow Walked With Me!

Truth Is Within Ourselves.

What Joy Is Better Than The News Of Friends?

As Is Your Sort Of Mind, So Is Your Sort Of Search: You Will Find What You Desire.

The Past Is Gained, Secure, And On Record.