For Nothing Burns With Such Amazing Speed,

Death Tugs At My Ear And Says, 'live. I Am Coming.

Take Your Needle, My Child, And Work At Your Pattern; It Will Come Out A Rose By And By. Life Is Like That - One Stitch At A Time Taken Patiently And The Pattern Will Come Out All Right Like The Embroidery.

Sweet Is The Scene Where Genial Friendship Plays The Pleasing Game Of Interchanging Praise.

I Firmly Believe That If The Whole Material Medica, As Now Used, Could Be Sunk To The Bottom Of The Sea, It Would Be Better For Mankind-and All The Worse For The Fishes.

The Best Servant Does His Work Unseen.