Live Neither In The Past Nor In

If It Were Not For The Great Variability Among Individuals, Medicine Might As Well Be A Science, Not An Art.

The Clean Tongue, The Clear Head, And The Bright Eye Are Birthrights Of Each Day.

That Man Can Interrogate As Well As Observe Nature Was A Lesson Slowly Learned In His Evolution.

The True Poetry Of Life: The Poetry Of The Commonplace, Of The Ordinary Man, Of The Plain, Toil-worn Woman, With Their Loves And Their Joys, Their Sorrows And Their Griefs.

Variability Is The Law Of Life, And As No Two Faces Are The Same, So No Two Bodies Are Alike, And No Two Individuals React Alike And Behave Alike Under The Abnormal Conditions Which We Know As Disease.