There is a better thing than the observance of Christmas day, and that is, keeping Christmas.

Oh, it's home again and home again, America for me! I want a ship that's westward bound to plough the rolling sea To the blessed land of Room Enough beyond the ocean bars, Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.

So let the way wind up the hill or down, O’er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy; Still seeking what I sought when but a boy, New friendship, high adventure, and a crown. My heart will keep the courage of the quest, And hope the road’s last turn will be the best.

Love is the heart s immortal thirst to be completely known and all forgiven.

Happiness is inward, and not outward; and so, it does not depend on what we have, but on what we are.

Be grateful for the tiny details of your life and make room for unexpected and beautiful blessings.

Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.