A Quote by Christopher Hitchens

The citizens of Tumortown are forever assailed with cures and rumors of cures. — © Christopher Hitchens
The citizens of Tumortown are forever assailed with cures and rumors of cures.
The Royall Crowne cures not the head-ach. [The Royal Crown cures not the headache.]
For misdirected love, the attainment of its object is, indeed, the best cure; but it cures as the guillotine cures headache.
It is not enough to show that drug A is better than drug B on the average. One is invited to ask, 'For which people ("& why") is drug A better than drug B, and vice versa? If drug A cures 40% and drug B cures 60%, perhaps the right choice of drug for each person would result in 100% cures.'
I've had the luxury of travel and, in the luxury of travel, I've seen the detriments of poverty and I've gone on to see how easy the cures can be - cures that cost cents to the richest nations in the world.
Time, we like to say, cures all. But maybe the old saying doesn’t mean time heals. Time cures a secret in its brine, keeping it and finally, paradoxically, destroying it. Nothing is left in that salt solution but the pain or rage, the biting shame that lodged it there. Even they are diluted or denied.
The agent which cures prevents, and the agent that prevents cures.
Those diseases which medicines do not cure, iron cures; those which iron cannot cure, fire cures; and those which fire cannot cure, are to be reckoned wholly incurable.
Winning cures all problems.
Winning always cures all.
Work cures everything.
Laughter cures everything.
Charity cures heartaches.
Love yourself. Just love yourself. In fact, the love of the self cures every kind of problem you have with yourself. For instance, if someone calls you nappy-headed, it rolls right off your body, if you love nappy hair. Or if someone calls you buck-toothed or too black, that won't be a problem if you love being buck-toothed or black. If you love it, then so what. The development of self-love cures many of the ills that people suffer from.
Oblivion cures the old wounds.
A smile cures the wounding of a frown.
No medicine cures what happiness cannot.
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