One of the first things to be noted in business life is its imperialism. Business is exacting, engrossing, and inelastic.

At Christmas-tide the open hand

Scatters its bounty o'er sea and land,

And none are left to grieve alone,

For Love is heaven and claims its own.

I would not, if I could, give up the memory of the joy I have had in books for any advantage that could be offered in other pursuits or occupations. Books have been to me what gold is to the miser, what new fields are to the explorer.

In home life contentment is an essential to daily comfort. One discontented person in the house creates an atmosphere fatal to tranquillity.

My own opinion is that youthfulness of feeling is retained, as is youthfulness of appearance, by constant use of the intellect.

No one should teach who is not in love with teaching.

So bright in death I used to say,
So beautiful through frost and cold!
A lovelier thing I know to-day,
The leaf is growing old,
And wears in grace of duty done,
The gold and scarlet of the sun.

Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.

There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.

Out of the chill and the shadow, into the thrill and the shine. Out of the dearth and the famine, into the fulness divine.

Every child's birthright is a happy home.

Love is like fire, a dangerous thing to play with, although the best of friends and the most loyal of servants when rightly handled.

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.

I thank you, God, in Heaven, for friends.

I think that the Almighty gave springtime to a tired world so that its peoples might know rest. I think that He gave it to a troubled world so that the world's inhabitants might find peace. I think He gave it to a discouraged world so that hope and faith might be reborn!

Our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest possessions of our homes and the objects of our most watchful love.

It

isn't the thing you do, dear, it's the thing you leave undone which

gives you a bit of heartache at the setting at the setting of the sun.

Broadly speaking, nervous women may be divided into two classes -- those who are really nervous, and those who imagine themselves to be so.

Creative genius is a divinely bestowed gift which is the coronation of the few.