In his ministry to the sick Luther recommended physicians, barbers, and apothecaries. Resort to medicine is desirable, he said, and it is well that physicians and nurses do what they can. However, Luther went beyond most of these physicians in pointing to the mental and emotional origin of some physical ailments. "Our physical health depends in large measure on the thoughts of our minds. This is in accord with the saying, 'Good cheer is half the battle.'"{18}

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Cassie grabbed at the heavy skillet she had hanging on a peg on the wall, and Red rushed to lift it for her. She whacked at his hands with a wooden spoon. "Don't you have any chores to do outside?" "I'm carrying this frying pan for you." Red pried her fingers off it. "Now tell me where you want it.

Now he watched the two of them, joined together against a troubled world, and he knew the lack in his own life.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same kind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of literature and speech and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

To get the full value of joy you must have someone to divide it with.

We all mold one another's dreams. We all hold each other's fragile hopes in our hands. We all touch others' hearts.

Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.

Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.

To the world you might be one person, but to one person you might be the world.

The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile...it's the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship.