Self-complacen Cy Is Fatal To Progress.

My Own Opinion Is That Youthfulness Of Feeling Is Retained, As Is Youthfulness Of Appearance, By Constant Use Of The Intellect.

I Think That The Almighty Gave Springtime To A Tired World So That Its Peoples Might Know Rest. I Think That He Gave It To A Troubled World So That The World's Inhabitants Might Find Peace. I Think He Gave It To A Discouraged World So That Hope And Faith Might Be Reborn!

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

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.

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