We Had A Delicious Dinner Of Too

Then There's The Joy Of Getting Your Desk Clean, And Knowing That All Your Letters Are Answered, And You Can See The Wood On It Again.

When I No Longer Thrill To The First Snow Of The Season, I'll Know I'm Growing Old.

My Heart Found Its Home Long Ago In The Beauty, Mystery, Order And Disorder Of The Flowering Earth. I Wanted Future Generations To Be Able To Savor What I Had All My Life.

Flowers In The City Are Like Lipstick On A Woman-it Just Makes You Look Better To Have A Little Color.

I Have Learned Something About The Job Of Being The President's Wife. She Is Not Chosen By Anyone Except Her Husband And She Really Has No Obligations Except To Him.