Gentlemen, I Have A Confession

The Practice Of Medicine Is An Art, Not A Trade; A Calling, Not A Business; A Calling In Which Your Heart Will Be Exercised Equally With Your Head.

Varicose Veins Are The Result Of An Improper Selection Of Grandparents.

No Human Being Is Constituted To Know The Truth, The Whole Truth And Nothing But The Truth; And Even The Best Of Men Must Be Content With Fragments, With Partial Glimpses, Never The Full Fruition.

Care More For The Individual Patient Than For The Special Features Of The Disease. . . . Put Yourself In His Place . . . The Kindly Word, The Cheerful Greeting, The Sympathetic Look - These The Patient Understands.

Take The Sum Of Human Achievement In Action, In Science, In Art, In Literature Subtract The Work Of The Men Above Forty, And While We Should Miss Great Treasures, Even Priceless Treasures, We Would Practically Be Where We Are Today ... The Effective, Moving, Vitalizing Work Of The World Is Done Between The Ages Of Twenty-five And Forty.