It Is The Worst Humiliation And Grievance

Everything But Truth Becomes Loathed In A Sick-room ... Let The Nurse Avow That The Medicine Is Nauseous. Let The Physician Declare That The Treatment Will Be Painful. Let Sister, Or Brother, Or Friend, Tell Me That I Must Never Look To Be Well. When The Time Approaches That I Am To Die, Let Me Be Told That I Am To Die, And When.

A Queen, Or A Prime Minister's Secretary May Be Shot At In London, As We Know; And Probably There Is No Person Eminent In Literature Or Otherwise Who Has Not Been The Object Of Some Infirm Brain Or Another. But In America The Evil Is Sadly Common.

Happiness Consists In The Full Employment Of Our Faculties In Some Pursuit.

Day-thoughts Feed Nightly Dreams; And Sorrow Tracketh Wrong, As Echo Follows Song.

I Think That Few People Are Aware How Early It Is Right To Respect The Modesty Of An Infant.