It Is Hard To Find Beauty In

Have A Care Over My People. You Have My People--do You That Which I Ought To Do. They Are My People.... See Unto Them--see Unto Them, For They Are My Charge.... I Care Not For Myself; My Life Is Not Dear To Me. My Care Is For My People. I Pray God, Whoever Succeedeth Me, Be As Careful Of Them As I Am.

Mr. Doctor, That Loose Gown Becomes You So Well I Wonder Your Notions Should Be So Narrow.

Words Are Leaves, The Substance Consists Of Deeds, Which Are The True Fruits Of A Good Tree.

Had I Been Crested, Not Cloven, My Lords, You Had Not Treated Me Thus.

I Observe And Remain Silent.