If You Cannot Teach Me To Fly,

Can Anything Harm Us, Mother, After The Night-lights Are Lit?" Nothing, Precious," She Said; "they Are The Eyes A Mother Leaves Behind Her To Guard Her Children.

Don't Have A Mother,' He Said. Not Only Had He No Mother, But He Had Not The Slightest Desire To Have One. He Thought Them Very Over-rated Persons.

You Canna Expect To Be Baith Grand And Comfortable.

All Of This Has Happened Before, And It Will All Happen Again.

The Praise That Comes From Love Does Not Make Us Vain, But More Humble.