Time and experience have taught me a priceless lesson: Any child you take for your own becomes your own if you give of yourself to that child. I have born two children and had seven others by adoption, and they are all my children, equally beloved and precious.

If we never had any storms, we couldn't appreciate the sunshine.

Who cares about the clouds when we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.

Prayer! I couldn't live without it; I would have died a thousand times if it had not been for my chance to talk it over with God, and gain strength in it from him.

it is not only unfair but disgustingly cruel that the mother is always held responsible for the illegitimate child, while the father goes scot-free.

Every day we live is a priceless gift of God, loaded with possibilities to learn something new, to gain fresh insights.

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.