You Can Never Begin To Live Until

Memory Is A Capricious And Arbitrary Creature. You Never Can Tell What Pebble She Will Pick Up From The Shore Of Life To Keep Among Her Treasures, Or What Inconspicuous Flower Of The Field She Will Preserve As The Symbol Of "thoughts That Do Often Lie Too Deep For Tears." . . . And Yet I Do Not Doubt That The Most Important Things Are Always The Best Remembered.

Subjection To Fear Is Weakness, Bondage, Feverish Unrest. To Be Afraid Is To Have No Soul That We Can Call Our Own; It Is To Be At The Beck And Call Of Alien Powers, To Be Chained And Driven And Tormented; It Is To Lose The Life Itself In The Anxious Care To Keep It.

Half Of The Secular Unrest And Dismal, Profane Sadness Of Modern Society Comes From The Vain Ideas That Every Man Is Bound To Be A Critic For Life.

We Measure Success By Accumulation. The Measure Is False. The True Measure Is Appreciation. He Who Loves Most Has Most.

Favorite People, Favorite Places, Favorite Memories Of The Past ... These Are The Joys Of A Lifetime Those Are The Things That Last