Let me, tonight look back across the span Twixt dawn and dark, and to my conscience say- Because of some good act to beast or human- The world is better that I lived today.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

The art of being kind is all the world needs.

Do you wish the world were happy? Then remember day by day, just to scatter seeds of kindness as you pass along the way. . . .