Oh, God, give me grace for this day. Not for a lifetime, nor for next week, nor for tomorrow, just for this day. Direct my thoughts and bless them Direct my work and bless it. Direct the things I say and give them blessing, too. Direct and bless everything that I think and speak and do. So that for this one day, just this one day, I have the gift of grace that comes from your presence. . . .

the habit of shutting doors behind us is invaluable to happiness; we must learn to shut life's doors to cut out the futile wind of past mistakes.

The man or woman who treasures his friends is usually solid gold himself.

A child's hand in yours - what tenderness and power it arouses. You are instantly the very touchstone of wisdom and strength.

What feeling in all the world is so nice as that of a child's hand in yours? It is soft. It is small and warm. It is as innocent and guileless as a rabbit or a puppy or a kitten huddling in the shelter of your clasp.

When you write from the heart, you not only light the dark path of your readers, you light your own way as well.

Man is the only creature whose emotions are entangled with his memory.