Lord, when my spirit shall return to thee, At the foot of a friendly tree let my body be buried, That this dust may rise and rejoice among the branches.

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

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

Love is not getting, but giving; It is goodness, and honor, and peace and pure living.

Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.

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.

It is with rivers as it is with people: the greatest are not always the most agreeable nor the best to live with.