For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.

My heart is like a singing bird.

Obedience is the fruit of faith.

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.

Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.

She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.

My heart is like a singing bird.

Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.