by Ben Jonson.
Let it not your wonder move, Less your laughter, that I love. Though I now write fifty years, I have had, and have, my peers. Poets, though divine, are men; Some have loved as old again. And it is not always face, Clothes, or fortune gives the grace, Or the feature, or the youth; But the language and the truth, With the ardor and the passion, Gives the lover weight and fashion. If you then would hear the story, First, prepare you to be sorry That you never knew till now Either whom to love or how; But be glad as soon with me When you hear that this is she Of whose beauty it was sung, She shall make the old man young, Keep the middle age at stay, And let nothing hide decay, Till she be the reason why All the world for love may die.
Sir William Osler
The greater the ignorance the greater the dogmatism.
The natural man has only two primal passions, to get and to beget.
The desire to take medicine is perhaps the greatest feature which distinguishes man from animals.
What is the student but a lover courting a fickle mistress who ever eludes his grasp?
No bubble is so iridescent or floats longer than that blown by the successful teacher.
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I said to the almond tree: 'Speak to me of God.'
And the almond tree blossomed.
- N. Kazantzakis
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