Children...they string our joys, like jewels bright, upon the thread of years.

If you never take a chance, you will never be defeated - but you will never accomplish anything either.

Spring's greatest joy beyond a doubt is when it brings the children out.

A happy New Year! Grant that I May bring no tear to any eye When this New Year in time shall end Let it be said I've played the friend, Have lived and loved and labored here, And made of it a happy year.

The things that haven't been done before, Are the tasks worthwhile today; Are you one of the flock that follows, or Are you one that shall lead the way? Are you one of the timid souls that quail At the jeers of a doubting crew, Or dare you, whether you win or fail, Strike out for a goal that's new?

I want to be able, as days go by, always to look myself straight in the eye.

Children...they string our joys, like jewels bright, upon the thread of years.