Simple And Faithless As A Smile And

The Wounded Surgeon Plies The Steel That Questions The Distempered Part; Beneath The Bleeding Hands We Feel The Sharp Compassion Of The Healer's Art Resolving The Enigma Of The Fever Chart.

O Lord, Deliver Me From The Man Of Excellent Intention And Impure Heart: For The Heart Is Deceitful Above All Things, And Desperately Wicked.

You Have To Risk Going Too Far To Discover Just How Far You Can Really Go.

And Right Action Is Freedom From Past And Future Also.

My Greatest Trouble Is Getting The Curtain Up And Down.