We Consume Our Tomorrows Fretting About Our

Things Fit Only To Give Weight To Smoke.

Check Disease In Its Approach.

Is Then Thy Knowledge Of No Value, Unless Another Know That Thou Possessest That Knowledge?

Learn Whom God Has Ordered You To Be, And In What Part Of Human Affairs You Have Been Placed.

Please Not Thyself The Flattering Crowd To Hear; 'tis Fulsome Stuff, To Please Thy Itching Ear. Survey Thy Soul, Not What Thou Does Appear, But What Thou Art.