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One doctor, singly like the sculler plies,
The patient struggles, and by inches dies;
But two physicians, read more
One doctor, singly like the sculler plies,
The patient struggles, and by inches dies;
But two physicians, like a pair of oars,
Waft him right swiftly to the Stygian shores.
A doctor's reputation is made by the number of eminent men who die under his care.
A doctor's reputation is made by the number of eminent men who die under his care.
Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the
crowd of physicians had killed him."
Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the
crowd of physicians had killed him."
If we practiced medicine like we practice education, we'd look for the liver on the right side and left side read more
If we practiced medicine like we practice education, we'd look for the liver on the right side and left side in alternate years.
Even as a Surgeon, minding off to cut
Some cureless limb, before in use he put
His read more
Even as a Surgeon, minding off to cut
Some cureless limb, before in use he put
His violent Engins on the vicious member,
Bringeth his Patient in a senseless slumber,
And grief-less then (guided by use and art),
To save the whole, sawes off th' infected part.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
But nothing is more estimable than a physician who, having
studied nature from his youth, knows the properties of read more
But nothing is more estimable than a physician who, having
studied nature from his youth, knows the properties of the human
body, the diseases which assail it, the remedies which will
benefit it, exercises his art with caution, and pays equal
attention to the rich and the poor.
- Voltaire (Francois Marie Arouet Voltaire),
Because all the sick do not recover, therefore medicine is not an
art.
[Lat., Aegri quia non omnes read more
Because all the sick do not recover, therefore medicine is not an
art.
[Lat., Aegri quia non omnes convalescunt, idcirco ars nulla
medicina est.]
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
So liv'd our sires, ere doctors learn'd to kill,
And multiplied with theirs the weekly bill.
To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.
To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.