Show me a sane man and I will cure him for you.
Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all.
Many dishes many diseases,
Many medicines few cures.
Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
Cholera. You catch it from eating melons. The cure is lots of tea with rum in it.[CHOLÉRA: Le melon donne le choléra. On s’en guérit en prenant beaucoup de thé avec du rhum.]