A wee bit of heaven drifted down from above, a handful of happiness, a heart full of love.
Helen Steiner RiceTime is not measured by the years that you live But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give- And each day as it comes brings a chance to each one To love to the fullest, leaving nothing undone That would brighten the life or lighten the load Of some weary traveler lost on Life's Road- So what does it matter how long we may live If as long as we live we unselfishly give.
Helen Steiner RiceThe way to real growth is not to become more powerful or more famous, but to become more human and more tolerant.
Helen Steiner Rice