In every human being there is a special heaven, whole and unbroken.

Poison is in everything, and no thing is without poison. The dosage makes it either a poison or a remedy.

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.

The art of healing comes from nature, not from the physician. Therefore the physician must start from nature, with an open mind.

All that man needs for health and healing has been provided by God in nature, the Challenge of science is to find it.

Every physician must be rich in knowledge, and not only of that which is written in books; his patients should be his book, they will never mislead him.

Medicine is not only a science; it is also an art. It does not consist of compounding pills and plasters; it deals with the very processes of life, which must be understood before they may be guided.

The highest degree of a medicine is Love.

The human body is vapor materialized by sunshine mixed with the life of the stars.

Dreams must be heeded and accepted. For a great many of them come true.

Fasting is the greatest remedy-- the physician within.

Give me agony or give me death, I'll take thy heart as eternal breath

Jesuits so dominated the study of earthquakes that seismology became known as 'the Jesuit Science.

Most of us go through each day looking for what we saw yesterday And, not surprisingly, that is what we find.

Nothing is impossible when we follow our inner guidance even when its direction may threaten us by reversing our usual logic.

I would adopt a standpoint, irrespective of whether someone was for or against it, if I felt deeply that it was right for the movement.

Since our peace lies in loving as God loves, we must strive to love everyone. The only love that completes us is the love of God, and the love of God is the love of everyone.

We, performers, work on willpower. This willpower works in a short term, not durational.

Our lives are rivers, gliding free to that unfathomed, boundless sea, the silent grave!

It might be hard to believe, but the air in prison is different. There's like one thousand people sucking on the one little piece of fresh air until it turns stale.

Send 10-TEN!!-people flowers. Today. As "Thank yous" for good things "small"-or even large-done in the last two weeks.