"There were sixteen dozen things I'd made up my mind to do, and I can't do one of them.

It's going to be a hateful New Year for all of us--just a New Year of going without and scraping and saving and economizing--ugh! What a life!" "Life's mostly what we make it," said Mother, who had quietly joined the circle.

"After all, what we think we want doesn't always give the greatest happiness.

Suppose each of us tries to let this be the best year we've ever had?
Very little in the way of material wealth may come to us, but the other kind of wealth is far better worth working for.

I think this hard time gives us the chance to show what we're made of.
During the fighting, the lads at the front went steadily through severe privations, and the women at home worked in the same brave, cheery fashion.