Felix Plater notes of some young physicians, that study to cure diseases, catch them themselves, will be sick, and appropriate all symptoms they find related of others to their own persons.
The disease of an evil conscience is beyond the practice of all the physicians of all the countries in the world.
Use three Physicians,--
Still-first Dr. Quiet;
Next Dr. Mery-man,
And Dr. Dyet.
Words are the physicians of a mind diseased.
Keep away from physicians. It is all probing and guessing and pretending with them. They leave it to Nature to cure in her own time, but they take the credit. As well as very fat fees.
Nature, Time and Patience are the three great physicians.
Men are men before they are lawyers, or physicians, or merchants, or manufacturers; and if you make them capable and sensible men, they will make themselves capable and sensible lawyers or physicians.
A multitude of laws in a country is like a great number of physicians, a sign of weakness and malady.
The two best physicians of them allâDr. Laughter and Dr. Sleep.
I am dying from the treatment of too many physicians.
Physicians mend or end us; but though in health we sneer; when sick we call them to attend us, without the least propensity to jeer.
Men are men before they are lawyers, or physicians, or merchants, or manufacturers; and if you make them capable and sensible men, they will make themselves capable and sensible lawyers or physicians.
Use three Physicians, Still-first Dr. Quiet, Next Dr. Merry-man And Dr. Dyet.
A single doctor likes a sculler plies, And all his art and all his physic tries; But two physicians, like a pair of oars, Conduct you soonest to the Stygian shores.
This is the way that physicians mend or end us, Secundum artem: but although we sneer In health--when ill, we call them to attend us, Without the least propensity to jeer.
One doctor, singly like the sculler plies, The patient struggles, and by inches dies; But two physicians, like a pair of oars, Waft him right swiftly to the Stygian shores.
Adrian, the Emperor, exclaimed incessantly, when dying, "That the crowd of physicians had killed him."
Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success soever they have, the world proclaimeth and what faults they commit, the earth covereth.
He (Tiberius) was wont to mock at the arts of physicians, and at those who, after thirty years of age, needed counsel as to what was good or bad for their bodies.
The psychologists and the metaphysicians wrangle endlessly over the nature of the thinking process in man, but no matter how violently they differ otherwise they all agree that it has little to do with logic and is not much conditioned by overt facts.
Thy deathbed is no lesser than thy land, Wherein thou liest in reputation sick; And thou, too careless patient as thou art, Committ'st thy anointed body to the cure Of those physicians that first wounded thee.
Words are the physicians of a mind diseased.