Not Always The Fanciest Cake That's There

Love Is Like Fire, A Dangerous Thing To Play With, Although The Best Of Friends And The Most Loyal Of Servants When Rightly Handled.

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

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.

Not Always The Fanciest Cake That's There Is The Best To Eat!

On The Day Long After Childhood When I Suddenly Heard Of His Death, The Sky Grew Dark Above My Head. I Was Walking On A Southern Highway, And A Friend Driving In A Pony Carriage Passed Me, Stopped And Said, "have You Heard That Charles Dickens Is Dead?" It Was As If I Had Been Robbed Of One Of My Dearest Friends.