Her Handwriting Was Curious — Small Sharp

Sometimes I Amaze Even Myself.

There Was A Brief Silence. I Think I Heard Snow Falling.

Some Were Brilliant Bordering On Genius. Others, Genius Bordering On Madness

True Love Comes Quietly, Without Banners Or Flashing Lights. If You Hear Bells, Get Your Ears Checked.

We Have Turned Doctors Into Gods And Worship Their Deity By Offering Up Our Bodies And Our Souls - Not To Mention Our Worldly Goods. And Yet Paradoxically, They Are The Most Vulnerable Of Human Beings. Their Suicide Rate Is Eight Times The National Average. Their Percentage Of Drug Addiction Is One Hundred Times Higher And Because They Are Painfully Aware That They Cannot Live Up To Our Expectations, Their Anguish Is Unquantifiably Intense. They Have Aptly Been Called 'wounded Healers.' " ~ Barney Livingston, M.d. (doctors, 1989)