[on Being Deaf:] We Must

Authorship Has Never Been With Me A Matter Of Choice. I Have Not Done It For Amusement, Or For Money, Or For Fame, Or For Any Reason But Because I Could Not Help It.

Who Is Apt, On Occasion, To Assign A Multitude Of Reasons When One Will Do? This Is A Sure Sign Of Weakness In Argument.

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.

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

I Want To Be A Free Rover On The Breezy Common Of The Universe.