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Let Us Eat And Drink Neither Forgetting Death Unduly Nor Remembering It. The Lord Hath Mercy On Whom He Will Have Mercy, Etc., And The Less We Think About It The Better.

Oaths Are But Words, And Words Are But Wind.

The Only Living Works Are Those Which Have Drained Much Of The Author's Own Life Into Them.

A Physician's Physiology Has Much The Same Relation To His Power Of Healing As A Cleric's Divinity Has To His Power Of Influencing Conduct.

The Dons Of Oxford And Cambridge Are Too Busy Educating The Young Men To Be Able To Teach Them Anything.