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Everything looked so good in the computer, and yet what Father had gotten was not Medicine but Health Care-- Medicine without a soul. What do I mean by "soul"? I mean what Father did not get. Presence. Attention. Judgment. Kindness. Above all, responsibility.

Don’t go looking for adventure; you might find it.

Tip: utopian and floral town names are inversely proportional to their hellholishness.

I don’t think I believe Evil exists. I believe selfishness does.

The end of the world turned out to be something I preferred to fantasize about rather than experience.

The essence of Medicine is story-- finding the right story, understanding the true story, being unsatisfied with a story that does not make sense. Healthcare, on the other hand, deconstructs story into thousands of tiny pieces-- pages of boxes and check marks for which no one is responsible.

The Boyett Style Guide: (a) anything worth doing is worth overdoing (I can’t write a check if it isn’t in iambic pentameter); (b) anything worth saying is worth saying three times; (c) leave no literary stone unturned; (d) fill all cracks, paint all surfaces, and illuminate all dark corners; and (e) whenever two or more metaphors are suitable, use them all. I never metaphor I didn’t like.

Change implies cause, and cause implies source. Things don’t just happen.

...I learned a Slow Medicine lesson: how individual medicine was. It wasn't true that one size fits all, that everyone or no one should have that treatment or this pill. Rather, the right answer had to do with style, with who you were, who the patient was.

A difference which makes no difference is no difference.

Life goes on, yes, and our capacity for self-deception accompanies it.

As it is said:

Go hundreds of miles away

From places of dispute;

Don't stay for an instant

Where disturbing emotions prevail.