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Learn'd he was in medic'nal lore,
For by his side a pouch he wore,
Replete with strange read more
Learn'd he was in medic'nal lore,
For by his side a pouch he wore,
Replete with strange hermetic powder
That wounds nine miles point-blank would solder.
The physician heals, Nature makes well.
[Lat., Medicus curat, Natura sanat morbus.]
The physician heals, Nature makes well.
[Lat., Medicus curat, Natura sanat morbus.]
Better to hunt in fields for health unbought,
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The read more
Better to hunt in fields for health unbought,
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The wise for cure on exercise depend;
God never made his work for man to mend.
In poison there is physic; and these news,
Having been well, that would have made me sick,
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In poison there is physic; and these news,
Having been well, that would have made me sick,
Being sick, have in some measure made me well.
By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
He is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
He is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. (Proverbs 17:22)
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. (Proverbs 17:22)
America's health care system is neither healthy, caring, nor a system.
America's health care system is neither healthy, caring, nor a system.
(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with read more
(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest.
(Macbeth:) Cure her of that!
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
Pluck from the memory of a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of the perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?
(Doctor:) Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
(Macbeth:) Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it!
