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

In very truth it is the unattained which gives zest to the commonplace and brims the cup of our daily life with keenest joy.

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!

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

Self-complacen cy is fatal to progress.

Our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest possessions of our homes and the objects of our most watchful love.

Theres nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.