Birds Sing After A Storm. Why Shouldn't

When I Think Of My Past, I Try To Dwell On The Good Times, The Happy Moments, And Not To Be Haunted By The Bad. . . To Me The Gift Of Life Is Contained In The Command, Whatever Happens: "don't Let It Get You. Just Keep On Going." Thus, I Try To Think Of The Good That I Have Already Experienced And What Will Still Be Coming.

Neither Comprehension Nor Learning Can Take Place In An Atmosphere Of Anxiety.

My Father Was A Great Innovator In Public Life, But When It Came To Raising His Daughters, No One Could Have Been More Conservative.

Birds Sing After A Storm; Why Shouldn't People Feel As Free To Delight In Whatever Remains To Them?

When You Hold Your Baby In Your Arms The First Time, And You Think Of All The Things You Can Say And Do To Influence Him, It's A Tremendous Responsibility. What You Do With Him Can Influence Not Only Him, But Everyone He Meets And Not For A Day Or A Month Or A Year But For Time And Eternity.