You shall not pile, with servile toil, Your monuments upon my breast, Nor yet within the common soil Lay down the wreck of power to rest, Where man can boast that he has trod On him that was "the scourge of God."
Edward Everett HaleIn the name of Hypocrites, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man: survival.
Edward Everett HaleTake time enough for your meals, and eat them in company whenever you can. There is no need for hurry in lifeโleast of all when we are eating.
Edward Everett HaleBehind all these men you have to do with, behind officers, and government, and people even, there is the country herself, your country, and . . . you belong to her as you belong to your own mother. Stand by her, boy, as you would stand by your mother.
Edward Everett Hale