Of course, the medical profession doesn't like D.I.Y. anything.

The stethoscope for listening to the heart is over. It's obsolete.

The digital world has been in a separate orbit from our medical cocoon, and it's time the boundaries be taken down.

The ability to diagnose an imminent heart attack has long been considered the holy grail of cardiovascular medicine.

Where today people surf the web and check their e-mail on their cell phones, tomorrow they will be checking their vital signs.

I am prescribing a lot more apps than medications these days.

It's infrequent that people are rail thin yet have high blood pressure.

The problem is that it takes physicians so long to accept a radical change. And the lag is unacceptable.

Chemotherapy is just medieval. It's such a blunt instrument. We're going to look back on it like we do the dark ages.

Not only can consumers handle their personal genetic information, but they are getting genomically oriented and anchored about such data.

I love information. I can never get enough. I get bored easily.

Were you planning to jump off?"“Not on pizza day. Never on pizza day, which is one of the better days of the week.” I should mention that I am a brilliant deflector.

The mountain rill Seeks with no surer flow the far bright sea, Than my unchang'd affections flow to thee.

These days and times you can't do eclectic records. In the '60s you could, but not anymore.

For those who are not hungry, it is easy to palaver about the degradation of charity.

We become accomplices in evil every time we seek to soothe the unslakable appetites of the crime family that sits in Pyongyang.

Blizzards, floods, volcanos, hurricanes, earthquakes: They fascinate because they nakedly reveal that Mother Nature, afflicted with bipolar disorder, is as likely to snuff us as she is to succor us.

The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.

I don't want to have a song like 'My Humps' and it be sagging down, so I pay attention to that area. A lot.

In short, the proposition that God was in any way involved in our creation is effectively outlawed, and implicitly negated.

We carry our house plants from one window to another to give them the proper heat, light, and moisture. Should we not be at least as careful of ourselves?