“Science begets knowledge; opinion, ignorance.”

Each of the substances of a man’s diet acts upon his body and changes it in some way and upon these changes his whole life depends.

What I may see or hear in the course of the treatment or even outside of the treatment in regard to the life of men, which on no account one must spread abroad, I will keep to myself holding such things shameful to be spoken about.

Let your food be your medicine, and your medicine be your food.

Cure sometimes, treat often, comfort always.

An insolent reply from a polite person is a bad sign.

Timidity betrays want of powers, and audacity a want of skill. There are, indeed, two things, knowledge and opinion, of which the one makes its possessor really to know, the other to be ignorant.

For where there is love of man, there is also love of the art.

Idleness and lack of occupation tend – nay are dragged – towards evil.

Some patients, though conscious that their condition is perilous, recover their health simply through their contentment with the goodness of the physician.

Everything in excess is opposed to nature.

Where there is love of medicine, there is love of humankind.

Anyone wishing to study medicine must master the art of massage.

Wherever the art of Medicine is loved, there is also a love of Humanity.

The wise man should consider that health is the greatest of human blessings. Let food be your medicine.

The brain of man, like that of all animals is double, being parted down its centre by a thin membrane. For this reason pain is not always felt in the same part of the head, but sometimes on one side, sometimes on the other, and occasionally all over.

Wherefore the heart and the diaphragm are particularly sensitive, they have nothing to do, however, with the operations of the understanding, but of all these the brain is the cause.

A discourse that begins at a book club in a living room, but then spreads. That is meaningful to me.

Sometimes, all it takes is your smile (even if forced) & a domino effect of smiles happen … infectious.

New insight begins when satisfaction comes to an end, when all that has been seen, said, or done looks like a distortion. …

Prayer begins at the edge of emptiness.

Awareness of the divine begins with wonder.

Complications generally begin long before the fated soul carries its dubious light into whatever womb has been kind enough to volunteer

Accomplishment begins with two words: ‘I’ll try.’

It’s a combination of life being unpredictable, and you being super dumb.