'Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.' J. M. Barrie
Inside the same book was a greeting card from 1978 with this poem:
The beautiful in life...
some talk of it in poetry,
some grow it from the soil,
some build it in a steeple,
some show it through their toil,
some breathe it into music,
some mold it into art,
some shape it into breadloaves...
some hold it in their hearts.
Another bookmark held this: "Most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be." Abraham Lincoln
Words to think about.