Now And Then, In This Workaday World,

I Can't Get Over My Disappointment In Not Being A Boy.

Love Is A Flower That Grows In Any Soil, Works Its Sweet Miracles Undaunted By Autumn Frost Or Winter Snow, Blooming Fair And Fragrant All The Year, And Blessing Those Who Give And Those Who Receive.

Some Books Are So Familiar That Reading Them Is Like Being Home Again.

We Can't Any Of Us Do All We Would Like, But We Can Do Our Best For Every Case That Comes To Us, And That Helps Amazingly.

Christmas Won't Be Christmas Without Any Presents.