The Worst Thing About Medicine Is That

There Is No Freedom On Earth Or In Any Star For Those Who Deny Freedom To Others.

The Man Who Doesn't Relax And Hoot A Few Hoots Voluntarily, Now And Then, Is In Great Danger Of Hooting Hoots And Standing On His Head For The Edification Of The Pathologist And Trained Nurse, A Little Later On.

A Little More Patience, A Little More Charity For All, A Little More Devotion, A Little More Love; With Less Bowing Down To The Past, And A Silent Ignoring Of Pretended Authority; Brave Looking Forward To The Future With More Faith In Our Fellows, And The Race Will Be Ripe For A Great Burst Of Light And Life.

Life Without Absorbing Occupation Is Hell; Joy Consists In Forgetting Life.

No Book Is Of Much Importance; The Vital Thing Is, What Do You Yourself Think?