Every day is a fresh beginning. Every morn is the world made anew.

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to repeat Her song of May.

Earth's saddest day and gladdest day were just three days apart!

As we meet and touch, each day, The many travelers on our way, Let every such brief contact be A glorious, helpful minister.

Men die but sorrow never dies.

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow… and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.

Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.

In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.

Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and is content.

We ring the bells and we raise the strain We hang up garlands everywhere And bid the tapers twinkle fair, And feast and frolic - and then we go Back to the same old lives again.

If you see adversity arriving at your game field, time to put on your pads and let see how well you can tackle adversity.

I've done business with people I've met in politics, who I went to law school with, who I grew up with. Who do you do business with? People you meet in life.

In dreams, anything can be anything, and everybody can do. We can fly, we can turn upside down, we can transform into anything.

In justifying cruelty to animals we put ourselves also on the animal level. We choose the jungle and must abide by our choice.

People get tired of the same old sound. They want something new.

This gospel we have received is one of sacrifice, service and self-abnegation from beginning to end. That is what constitutes the straight and narrow way that leads to life eternal.

With thee all tales are sweet; each clime has charms; earth - sea alike - our world within our arms.

People don't do what you expect but what you inspect.

People of character do the right thing, not because they think it will change the world but because they refuse to be changed by the world.

There are some things that are more appropriate to a children's than an adult book but there's a huge overlapping area and most kids read an age group up anyway.