The Emerging Woman ... Will Be Strong-minded,

Wouldn't It Be Fun If All The Castles In The Air Which We Make Could Come True And We Could Live In Them?

O Vanity, Mislead No More!

A Child Her Wayward Pencil Drew On Margins Of Her Book; Garlands Of Flower, Dancing Elves, Bud, Butterfly, And Brook, Lessons Undone, And Plum Forgot, Seeking With Hand And Heart The Teacher Whom She Learned To Love Before She Knew T'was Art.

Money Is The Root Of All Evil, And Yet It Is Such A Useful Root That We Cannot Get On Without It Any More Than We Can Without Potatoes.

I Don't Think Secrets Agree With Me, I Feel Rumpled Up In Mind Since You Told Me That.