Paracelsus

Medicine is not only a science; it is also an art. It does not consist of compounding pills and plasters; it deals with the very processes of life, which must be understood before they may be guided.

Dreams are not without meaning wherever thay may come from-from fantasy, from the elements, or from other inspiration.

The dreams which reveal the supernatural are promises and messages that God sends us directly: they are nothing but His angels, His ministering spirits, who usually appear to us when we are in a great predicament.

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.

Dreams must be heeded and accepted. For a great many of them come true.

Once a disease has entered the body, all parts which are healthy must fight it: not one alone, but all. Because a disease might mean their common death. Nature knows this; and Nature attacks the disease with whatever help she can muster.

Nature also forges man, now a gold man, now a silver man, now a fig man, now a bean man.

If we want to make a statement about a man's nature on the basis of his physiognomy, we must take everything into account; it is in his distress that a man is tested, for then his nature is revealed.

The art of healing comes from nature, not from the physician. Therefore the physician must start from nature, with an open mind.

We do not know it because we are fooling away our time with outward and perishing things, and are asleep in regard to that which is real within ourself.

This process is alchemy: its founder is the smith Vulcan.