If only the best birds sang, the forest would be silent.

Look around for a place to sow a few seeds.

All Thy works with joy surround Thee, God of glory, Lord of Love; Stars and angels sing around Thee, Center of unbroken praise. Field and forest, vale and mountain, Flowery meadow, flashing sea, Chanting bird and flowing fountain, Call us to rejoice in Thee.

There is no personal charm so great as the charm of a cheerful temperament.

There is only one way to get ready for immortality, and that is to love this life and live it as bravely and faithfully and cheerfully as we can.

What we do belongs to what we are; and what we are is what becomes of us.

We measure success by accumulation. The measure is false. The true measure is appreciation. He who loves most has most.