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

It is strange indeed that the more we learn about how to build health, the less healthy Americans become.

Health care delivery is one of the tragedies still in America.

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

Disease is not of the body but of the place.

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

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

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.

Death from the bubonic plague is rated, with crucifixion, among the nastiest human experiences of all.

What timid man does not avoid contact with the sick, fearing lest he contract a disease so near?

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

Health can make money, but money cannot make health.

The sick man is the parasite of society.