Yes, Making Mock O' Uniforms

As I Pass Through My Incarnations In Every Age And Race, I Make My Proper Prostrations To The Gods Of The Market-place. Peering Through Reverent Fingers I Watch Them Flourish And Fall, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings, I Notice, Outlast Them All.

Lord God Of Hosts, Be With Us Yet, Lest We Forget--lest We Forget!

But He Couldn't Lie If You Paid Him And He'd Starve Before He Stole.

Doctors Have Been Exposed-you Always Will Be Exposed-to The Attacks Of Those Persons Who Consider Their Own Undisciplined Emotions More Important Than The World's Most Bitter Agonies-the People Who Would Limit And Cripple And Hamper Research Because They Fear Research May Be Accompanied By A Little Pain And Suffering.

Everyone Is More Or Less Mad On One Point.