A girl without braids is like a mountain without waterfalls.

There's no experience quite like cutting your own live Christmas tree out of your neighbor's yard.

But one, the lofty follower of the Sun, Sad when he sets, shuts up her yellow leaves Drooping all night; and, when he warm returns, Points her enamoured bosom to his ray.

A friend is someone who reaches out for your hand.and touches your heart.

Friendship is a mirror, so that nothing can be hidden.

Don't look back - you're not going that way.

It is a bad world, Donatus, an incredibly bad world. But I have discovered in the midst of it a quiet and good people who have learned the great secret of life. They have found a joy and wisdom which is a thousand times better than any of the pleasures of our sinful life. They are despised and persecuted, but they care not. They are masters of their souls. They have overcome the world. These people, Donatus, are Christians. . . and I am one of them.