No One Should Teach Who Is Not

The People Who Dream Are Very Often The People Who See, And Dreaming And Seeing Precede Doing.

Never Yet Was A Springtime, When The Buds Forgot To Bloom.

God Made The Forests, The Tiny Stars, And The Wild Winds-and I Think That He Made Them Partly As A Balance For That Kind Of Civilization That Would Choke The Spirit Of Joy Out Of Our Hearts. He Made The Great Open Places For The People Who Want To Be Alone With Him And Talk To Him, Away From The Crowds That Kill All Reverence. And I Think That He Is Glad At Times To Have Us Forget Our Cares And Responsibilities That We May Be Nearer Him-as Jesus Was When He Crept Away Into The Wilderness To Pray.

Memory Is A Trustworthy Servant As Long As It Is Made To Serve.

Kindness Is The Truest Wisdom Of Life And We Cannot Go Far Without It.