Medicine (n.) knows health and disease, but not whether this patient would be better off dead than recovered.
Medicine (n.) is a corrective art. The physician should first understand health before assigning medicines.
Medicine (n.) as Asclepius practiced it refuses bodies riddled with disease, and will not lengthen their prolonged misery, even if they are richer than Midas.
Medicine (n.) is simply the science of the effects of love on the filling and emptying of the body — the art of telling noble love from ugly love.
Medicine (n.) is a power to harm as well as heal: the better doctor is the one best able to damage the body on purpose.
Medicine (n.) fails because it treats parts: you cannot cure the eyes without the head, the head without the body, or the body without the soul.
Medicine (n.) in its modern style plays nursemaid to disease: Herodicus, unable to cure himself, spun out his dying into old age, with leisure for nothing else.
Medicine (n.) is a voluntary sickness: we go to the surgery and drink what will leave us wretched for days, for the sake of what comes after.
Medicine (n.) by purging drugs is for dire need only; no one in his right mind should put up with it otherwise, nor goad a stubborn ailment with drugs.