The only way to win happiness is to give it. The more we give, the more we have.

On that first day when we look back, either happily or with remorse, to the stony ways over which we have traveled, losing concern for that part of the journey which is yet to come, we have grown old.

A man likes to feel that he is loved, a woman likes to be told.

Legislation may at times be disobeyed, but never law, for the breaking brings swift punishment of its own.

Death is the advertisement, at the end of an autobiography, wherein people discover its virtues.

... no matter how one's heart aches, one can do the necessary things and do them well.

each separate flower has a magic all its own.