All The Forces In The World Are

By Putting Forward The Hands Of The Clock You Shall Not Advance The Hour.

I Think, Therefore I Doubt.

Death Belongs To God Alone; By What Right Do Men Touch That Unknown Thing?

Not Ill? No Truly, I Am Young, Healthful, And Strong; The Blood Flows Freely In My Veins; My Limbs Obey My Will; I Am Robust In Mind And Body, Constituted For A Long Life. Yes, All This Is True; And Yet, Nevertheless, I Have An Illness, A Fatal Illness,-an Illness Given By The Hand Of Man!

Progress Is The Stride Of God.