Politics Were As Bad As Mathematics, And

It Was Fortunate That Tea Was At Hand, To Produce A Lull And Provide Refreshment,— For They Would Have Been Hoarse And Faint If They Had Gone On Much Longer.

Every House Needs A Grandmother In It.

The Clocks Were Striking Midnight And The Rooms Were Very Still As A Figure Glided Quietly From Bed To Bed, Smoothing A Coverlid Here, Settling A Pillow There, And Pausing To Look Long And Tenderly At Each Unconscious Face, To Kiss Each With Lips That Mutely Blessed, And To Pray The Fervent Prayers Which Only Mothers Utter.

Painful As It May Be, A Significant Emotional Event Can Be The Catalyst For Choosing A Direction That Serves Us - And Those Around Us - More Effectively. Look For The Learning.

But Many Of The Bravest Never Are Known, And Get No Praise. That Does Not Lessen Their Beauty.