One day the wind blew through the town, and oh, how merry it was! It whistled down the chimneys, and scampered round the corners, and sang in the tree tops. "Come and dance, come and dance, come and dance with me," that is what it seemed to say.

Tis the mind must guide the hand.

Once upon a time there was a saucer pie. A saucer pie is one that is baked in a saucer instead of a pan; and if you have never seen one, I hope you will before you are a hundred years old.

There's love, sweet love, for one and all-- For love is best for great and small.

Greatness is not always largeness.

Wherever I fly from my own dear nest, I always come back, for home is the best.

Strength and skill are happy comrades.