Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.

Love turns all the wheels of human industry, is the motive power under the world's machinery, makes worthwhile every enterprise on the earth, is coequal with life, outlasts death, and reaches onward into heaven.

A letter is the most imperishable thing on earth.

Creative genius is a divinely bestowed gift which is the coronation of the few.

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

Not always the fanciest cake that's there Is the best to eat!

I think that the Almighty gave springtime to a tired world so that its peoples might know rest. I think that He gave it to a troubled world so that the world's inhabitants might find peace. I think He gave it to a discouraged world so that hope and faith might be reborn!