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War of Nerves
The surgeon's secret.
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O the Big Wheel Turns by Faith
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A Nightingale Named Nathan
""Were I a nightingale, I would act like one."" (Epictetus)
Läs MerRun For Your Lives, Dr. Galanos Practices Here
Le Médecin Malgré Lui
Läs MerBecause of the Needle, the Haystack was Lost
A proverb of great pith.
Läs MerWhat to Her is Plato?
An academic debate.
Läs MerFrancini? Who is Francini?
Introduction and variations.
Läs MerThen I, and You, and All of Us Fall Down
Rules of the game.
Läs MerNo More, Cried the Rooster—There Will Be Truth
A lifetime of hard work seems undesirable for an intern.
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The Importance of Being 65937
When Givers Prove Unkind
Rich gifts wax poor, to the noble mind.
Läs MerThe Man from Quasilia
Another county heard from.
Läs MerWhy Did the Day Go Backwards?
To see the night before.
Läs MerIf You Really Want to Know What Goes On In a Hospital...
""Like a patient etherized upon a table.""
Läs MerIf You Play Your Cards Right, You Too Can Be a Loser
""Tell the truth or trump—but get the trick."" (Twain)
Läs MerIn Case of Emergency, Cry Havoc
""And let slip the dogs of war.""
Läs MerMeantime, We Shall Express our Darker Purpose
Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. Know that we have divided In three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburthen'd crawl toward death.
King Lear
Läs MerFor San Diego, You Need a Different Bus
You can get there from here.
Läs MerSmile, Baby, Smile, It's Only Twenty Dols of Pain
The agony and the estimate: trigeminal neuralgia, the tic douloureux.
Läs MerFun and Games and Other Tragic Things
Whistling in the dark.
Läs MerWeave Nets To Catch The Wind
Courts adieu, and all delights, All bewitching appetites; Sweetest breath, and clearest eye, Like perfumes go out and die; And consequently this is done, As shadows wait upon the sun. Vain the ambition of kings, Who seek by trophies and dead things, To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to catch the wind. O you have wrought a miracle, and melted A heart of adamant: you have compris'd In this dumb pageant, a right excellent form Of penitence.
John Webster, The Devil's Law-Case
Läs MerLullaby for a Wind-Up Toy
The unmoved mover.
Läs MerWhere Did All the Roses Go?
""No gardener has died within rosaceous memory."" (Beckett)
Läs MerTwenty-Six Ways to Spell Heartbreak, A, B, C, D ...
You pays your money and you takes your choice.
Läs MerPull The Wool Over Your Eyes, Here Comes The Cold Wind Of Truth
Self-diagnosis.
Läs MerThen, Suddenly, Panic
""Fear in a handful of dust."" (Eliot)
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