Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease.

Everyone who is sick is someone else’s patient zero.

’Tis the destroyer, or the devil, that scatters plagues about the world.

’Tis a portentous sign / When a man sweats and at the same time shivers.

Ours is an age which consciously pursues health, and yet only believes in the reality of sickness.

The beginning of health lies in knowing the disease.

In times of pestilence, gaiety and joyousness are most profitable.

I reckon being ill as one of the great pleasures of life, provided one is not too ill and is not obliged to work till one is better.

We should always presume the disease to be curable until its own nature proves it otherwise.

Plagues are as certain as death and taxes.

If we wait for a pandemic to appear, it will be too late to prepare.

How sickness enlarges the dimension of a man’s self to himself! He is his own exclusive object.