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

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

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.

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

The people who dream are very often the people who see, and dreaming and seeing precede doing.

A letter is the most imperishable thing on earth.