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.

Lord, this humble house we'd keep Sweet with play and calm with sleep. Help us so that we may give Beauty to the lives we live. Let Thy love and let Thy grace Shine upon our dwelling place.

The Making of Friends Life is sweet because of the friends we have made And the things which in common we share; We want to live on, not because of ourselves, But because of the ones who would care. It's living and doing for somebody else On that all of life's splendor depends, And the joy of it all, when we count it all up, Is found in the making of friends.

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

Determination is the thing on which you can depend. It plods along without a swing, but gets there in the end.

Be a friend. You don't need glory. Friendship is a simple story.

There's no diet list I'll follow that would rule out cherry pie.