Diseases, at least many of them, are like human beings. They are born, they flourish, and they die.

Health in all lands is among the indispensable guarantees of human progress.

Disease makes men more physical, it leaves them nothing but body.

The sick man is the parasite of society.

Men take diseases, one of another. Therefore let men take heed of their company.

Even diseases have lost their prestige, there aren’t so many of them left.

If they prescribe a lot of remedies for some sickness or other, it means that the sickness is incurable.

I have learned much from disease which life could never have taught me anywhere else.

Men worry over the great number of diseases, while doctors worry over the scarcity of effective remedies.

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

Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

Diseases are not immutable entities but dynamic social constructions that have biographies of their own.

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