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

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

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

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

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

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

Hygienic law, like martial law, supersedes rights in crises.

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

Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

The best quarantine is hygiene.

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

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

He who dies of epidemic disease is a martyr.