The Art Of Medicine Cannot Be Inherited,

Time Is A Brisk Wind, For Each Hour It Brings Something New... But Who Can Understand And Measure Its Sharp Breath, Its Mystery And Its Design?

Dreams Must Be Heeded And Accepted. For A Great Many Of Them Come True.

The Interpretation Of Dreams Is A Great Art.

This Is Alchemy, And This Is The Office Of Vulcan; He Is The Apothecary And Chemist Of The Medicine.

Some Children Are Born From Heaven And Others Are Born From Hell, Because Each Human Being Has His Inherent Tendencies, And These Tendencies Belong To His Spirit, And Indicate The State In Which He Existed Before He Was Born.