Consider That We Shouldn't Call

The Art Of Medicine Has Its Roots In The Heart.

From Time Immemorial Artistic Insights Have Been Revealed To Artists In Their Sleep And In Dreams, So That At All Times They Ardently Desired Them.

For It Is We Who Must Pray For Our Daily Bread, And If He Grants It To Us, It Is Only Through Our Labour, Our Skill And Preparation.

Anyone Who Imagines That All Fruits Ripen At The Same Time As The Strawberries Knows Nothing About Grapes.

Once A Disease Has Entered The Body, All Parts Which Are Healthy Must Fight It: Not One Alone, But All. Because A Disease Might Mean Their Common Death. Nature Knows This; And Nature Attacks The Disease With Whatever Help She Can Muster.