A Well Begun Is Half Ended.

Congenial Labor Is The Secret Of Happiness.

The Moment That Any Life, However Good, Stifles You, You May Be Sure It Isn't Your Real Life.

People Who Deal With Life Generously And Large-heartedly Go On Multiplying Relationships To The End.

There Remain Times When One Can Only Endure. One Lives On, One Doesn't Die, And The Only Thing That One Can Do, Is To Fill One's Mind And Time As Far As Possible With The Concerns Of Other People. It Doesn't Bring Immediate Peace, But It Brings The Dawn Nearer.

Because Of A Friend, Life Is A Little Stronger, Fuller, More Gracious Thing For The Friend's Existence, Whether He Be Near Or Far. If The Friend Is Close At Hand, That Is Best; But If He Is Far Away He Still Is There To Think Of, To Wonder About, To Hear From, To Write To, To Share Life And Experience With, To Serve, To Honor, To Admire, To Love.