A wise doctor does not mutter incantations over a sore that needs the knife.

A wise man does not chatter with one whose mind is sick.

The doctor said that there is really nothing more you can do, ... It's just stiff, sore, swollen. That's the bottom line.

All is disgust when a man leaves his own nature and does what is unfit.

A word does not frighten the man who, in acting, feels no fear.

A doctor once told me that with crying you aren't sure what its derivation is. If someone comes at you with a knife, you don't cry: you scream, you try to run. When it's over and you're OK, that's when you cry.