The saviour of wandering in the ocean of deathless life has rid me of all my asking; As the tree is in the seed, so all diseases are in this asking.
Tell your doctor, that y’are ill And what does he, but write a bill, Of which you need not read one letter, The worse the scrawl, the dose the better. For if you knew but what you take, Though you recover, he must break.
Is there no hope? the sick man said, The silent doctor shook his head, And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don’t always succeed.
Some maladies are rich and precious and only to be acquired by the right of inheritance or purchased with gold.
Nine-tenths of our sickness can be prevented by right thinking plus right hygiene – nine-tenths of it!
Extreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme diseases.
The mental disease of the present generation is impatience of study, contempt of the great masters of ancient wisdom, and a disposition to rely wholly upon unassisted genius and natural sagacity.
That dire disease, whose ruthless power Withers the beauty’s transient flower.
Gluttony is the source of all our infirmities and the fountain of all our diseases. As a lamp is choked by a superabundance of oil, and a fire extinguished by excess of fuel, so is the natural health of the body destroyed by intemperate diet.