The interpretation of dreams is a great art.

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.

Criticism of others is futile and if you indulge in it often you should be warned that it can be fatal to your career.

William F. Buckley, Jr. does not so much speak as exhale, but he exhales polysyllabically, and the results are remarkable.

Well I know the secret places, And the nests in hedge and tree; At what doors are friendly faces, In what hearts are thoughts of me.

Man himself has become our greatest hazard and our only hope. So that today, St. John the apostle may well be paraphrased: In the end is the Word, and the Word is Man - and the Word is with Men.

Everyone has an opportunity to be great because everyone has an opportunity to serve.

I expect to pass through this world but once and therefore if there is anybody that I want to kick in the crutch I had better kick them in the crutch now, for I do not expect to pass this way again.

There are those who never stretch out the hand for fear it will be bitten. But those who never stretch out the hand will never feel it clasped in friendship.

There is one—how would you put it—loophole.” “Loophole? More like a giant cavern if I have wings.

I have a right to live my life and just be me with whoever I choose. We just do the best we can.