Whenever the art of medicine is loved, there also is a love of humanity - HIPPOCRATES
Long back, when each of us was a child, in some stillness, some dark night it may have been, he discovered this thing that beats in his chest, this fact. It would be years, if ever before he could think such a thought as that this was just a muscle contracting. He put his hand there...This engine was in him. - GUSTAV ECKSTEIN, The Body Has a Head
