There Is A Little Plant Called Reverence

Any New Formula Which Suddenly Emerges In Our Consciousness Has Its Roots In Long Trains Of Thought; It Is Virtually Old When It First Makes Its Appearance Among The Recognized Growths Of Our Intellect.

Carve Every Word Before You Let It Fall.

A River Is More Than An Amenity, It Is A Treasure.

To Us Who Remain Behind Is Left This Day Of Memories. Every Year--in The Full Tide Of Spring, At The Height Of The Symphony Of Flowers And Love And Life--there Comes A Pause, And Through The Silence We Hear The Lonely Pipe Of Death.

There Is No Friend Like The Old Friend, Who Has Shared Our Morning Days, No Greeting Like His Welcome, No Homage Like His Praise: Fame Is The Scentless Sunflower, With Gaudy Crown Of Gold; But Friendship Is The Breathing Rose, With Sweets In Every Fold.