People Seldom Refuse Help, If One Offers

A Diary Need Not Be A Dreary Chronicle Of One's Movements; It Should Aim Rather At Giving Salient Account Of Some Particular Episode, A Walk, A Book, A Conversation.

A Well Begun Is Half Ended.

As I Make My Slow Pilgrimage Through The World, A Certain Sense Of Beautiful Mystery Seems To Gather And Grow.

One's Mind Has A Way Of Making Itself Up In The Background, And It Suddenly Becomes Clear What One Means To Do.

People Seldom Refuse Help, If One Offers It In The Right Way.