The beginning of health lies in knowing the disease.

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

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

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

All the world is topsy-turvy, and it has been topsy-turvy ever since the plague.

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

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

He who dies of epidemic disease is a martyr.

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.

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

Disease is not of the body but of the place.

Health can make money, but money cannot make health.