While the right friends are near us, we feel that all is well. Our everyday life blossoms suddenly into bright possibilities.

Smell is a fallen angel.

Is love the sweetness of flowers?

People do not like to think. If one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant.

Silver is purified in fire and so are we. It is in the most trying times that our real character is shaped and revealed.

What induces a child to learn but his delight in knowing?

When indeed shall we learn that we are all related one to the other, that we are all members of one body? Until the spirit of love for our fellow people, regardless of race, color, or creed, shall fill the world, making real in our lives and our deeds the actuality of human brother- and sisterhood, until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each other's welfare, social justice can never be attained.