Imagination Is The Only True Thing In

You Must Find Your Own Quiet Center Of Life, And Write From That To The World.

Tact Is After All A Kind Of Mind Reading.

Life Was Resumed, And Anxious Living Blew Away As If It Had Not Been. I Could Not Breathe Deep Enough Or Long Enough. It Was A Return To Happiness.

God Would Not Give Us The Same Talent If What Were Right For Men Were Wrong For Women.

Your Patience May Have Long To Wait,whether In Little Things Or Great,but All Good Luck, You Soon Will Learn,must Come To Those Who Nobly Earn.who Hunts The Hay-field Overwill Find The Four-leaved Clover.