A Mortal Lives Not Through That Breath

This Is Alchemy, And This Is The Office Of Vulcan; He Is The Apothecary And Chemist Of The Medicine.

Consider That We Shouldn't Call Our Brother A Fool, Since We Don't Know Ourselves What We Are.

Man Is A Microcosm, Or A Little World, Because He Is An Extract From All The Stars And Planets Of The Whole Firmament, From The Earth And The Elements; And So He Is Their Quintessence.

A Mortal Lives Not Through That Breath That Flows In And That Flows Out. The Source Of His Life Is Another And This Causes The Breath To Flow.

Once A Disease Has Entered The Body, All Parts Which Are Healthy Must Fight It: Not One Alone, But All. Because A Disease Might Mean Their Common Death. Nature Knows This; And Nature Attacks The Disease With Whatever Help She Can Muster.