In the whole round of human affairs little is so fatal to peace as misunderstanding.

Theres nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.

Let every birthday be a festival, a time when the gladness of the house finds expression in flowers, in gifts, in a little fête. Never should a birthday be passed over without note, or as if it were a common day, never should it cease to be a garlanded milestone in the road of life.

Out of the chill and the shadow, into the thrill and the shine. Out of the dearth and the famine, into the fulness divine.

In the whole round of human affairs little is so fatal to peace as misunderstanding.

Books have been to me what gold is to the miser, what new fields are to the explorer.

Broadly speaking, nervous women may be divided into two classes - those who are really nervous, and those who imagine themselves to be so.