I Long To Accomplish A Great And

The Hands Of Those I Meet Are Dumbly Eloquent To Me. The Touch Of Some Hands Is An Impertinence. I Have Met People So Empty Of Joy, That When I Clasped Their Frosty Finger-tips, It Seemed As If I Were Shaking Hands With A Northeast Storm. Others There Are Whose Hands Have Sunbeams In Them, So That Their Grasp Warms My Heart. It May Be Only The Clinging Touch Of A Child's Hand; But There Is As Much Potential Sunshine In It For Me As There Is In A Loving Glance For Others. A Hearty Handshake Or A Friendly Letter Gives Me Genuine Pleasure.

There Is Beauty In Everything, Even In Silence And Darkness.

Even More Amazing Than The Wonders Of Nature Are The Powers Of The Spirit.

The Best Things In Life Are Not Seen Or Heard ... But Felt With The Heart.

I Can Not Do Everything, But I Can Do Something. I Must Not Fail To Do The Something That I Can Do.