Even in populous districts, the practice of medicine is a lonely road which winds up-hill all the way and a man may easily go astray and never reach the Delectable Mountains unless he early finds those shepherd guides of whom Bunyan tells, Knowledge, Experience, Watchful, and Sincere.

The desire to take medicine is perhaps the greatest feature which distinguishes man from animals.

The future belongs to Science. More and more she will control the destinies of the nations. Already she has them in her crucible and on her balances.

Medicine is a science of uncertainty and an art of probability.

The clean tongue, the clear head, and the bright eye are birthrights of each day.

Patients rarely die of the disease from which they suffer. Secondary or terminal infections are the real cause of death.

Start at once a bedside library and spend the last half hour of the day in communion with the saints of humanity.