What Heaven Can Be More Real Than

Thank Goodness My Education Was Neglected.

Here Comes Peter Cottontail Right Down The Bunny Trail.

Thank God I Have The Seeing Eye, That Is To Say, As I Lie In Bed I Can Walk Step By Step On The Fells And Rough Land Seeing Every Stone And Flower And Patch Of Bog And Cotton Pass Where My Old Legs Will Never Take Me Again.

I Think If She Lived In A Little Shoe-house That Little Old Woman Was Surely A Mouse!

We Cannot Stay Home All Our Lives, We Must Present Ourselves To The World And We Must Look Upon It As An Adventure.