Character: Avicenna

- When the plague came, you were as helpless as the sand before the sea. The tide fell upon us and dragged our people away, and there's nothing we could do to stop it.
- You ask for from medicine that can only be done by Allah. Or Yahweh.
- You never doubt your calling?
- Every morning and every evening. During the breaks I work too hard to think about it.

- I calculated the orbits of all these planets and stars. All my papers filled with calculations. But I just barely outlined the true secrets of creation.
- Aren't you upset you so much don't know?
- No. It fills me with awe. How pale and tedious would this world be without secrets.

This burden, which should make every physician. You must not look at death as the enemy.

- Are you interested in medicine more than any of my patients.
- I came here to study with Avicenna.
- Where did you find it?
I was told that he was the greatest healer in the world.
- Well, it's unlikely he's a regular doctor.
- Do you know him?
Every day know better.

Death is merely a threshold we all have to go after the last heart beat.

As skushen and faceless would the world be without mysteries.

We treat not the disease. We treat people suffering from diseases.

Thank youth. It works wonders, inaccessible to the doctor.