The Brain Is The Citadel Of Sense

In Time Of Sickness The Soul Collects Itself Anew.

The Most Disgraceful Cause Of The Scarcity [of Remedies] Is That Even Those Who Know Them Do Not Want To Point Them Out, As If They Were Going To Lose What They Pass On To Others.

Suicide Is A Privilege Of Man Which Deity Does Not Possess.

The Brain Is The Highest Of The Organs In Position, And It Is Protected By The Vault Of The Head; It Has No Flesh Or Blood Or Refuse. It Is The Citadel Of Sense-perception.

Contact With [menstrual Blood] Turns New Wine Sour, Crops Touched By It Become Barren, Grafts Die, Seed In Gardens Are Dried Up, The Fruit Of Trees Fall Off, The Edge Of Steel And The Gleam Of Ivory Are Dulled, Hives Of Bees Die, Even Bronze And Iron Are At Once Seized By Rust, And A Horrible Smell Fills The Air; To Taste It Drives Dogs Mad And Infects Their Bites With An Incurable Poison.