Where I Was Raised A Woman's Word

Work Is My Salvation. It Changes My Moods.

The Difficulty, The Ordeal, Is To Start.

I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My Head Boils. My Feet Are Cold. But I Am Not Aware Of Any Weakness.

I Arise Full Of Eagerness And Energy, Knowing Well What Achievement Lies Ahead Of Me.

I See So Much More Than I Used To See. The Effect Has Been To Depress And Sadden And Hurt Me Terribly.