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

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.

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

Spring is beautiful, and summer is perfect for vacations, but autumn brings a longing to get away from the unreal things of life, out into the forest at night with a campfire and the rustling leaves.

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.

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.