Surgeons Must Be Very Careful

I Dwell In Possiblities.

The Truth Dazzles Gradually, Or Else The World Would Be Blind.

We Never Know How High We Are Till We Are Called To Rise. Then If We Are True To Form Our Statures Touch The Skies.

Write Me Of Hope And Love, And Hearts That Endured.

I Dwell In Possibility A Fairer House Than Prose More Numerous Of Windows Superior--for Doors Of Chambers As The Cedars Impregnable Of Eye And For An Everlasting Roof The Gambrels Of The Sky Of Visitors--the Fairest For Occupation--this The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands To Gather Paradise