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

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

He who dies of epidemic disease is a martyr.

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

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

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

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

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

Infectious disease is one of the few genuine adventures left in the world.

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

The diseases of the present have little in common with the diseases of the past save that we die of them.

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

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