“This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand A wondrous thing; and God Be praised. At His command, Seeking His secret deeds With tears and toiling breath, I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad men will save. O Death, where is thy sting? Thy victory, O Grave? Poem he wrote following the discovery that the malaria parasite was carried by the amopheline mosquito.” KnowsMenLittlesGodHandsSecretMillionsTearsVictoryDiscoveryBreathsSeekingFollowingDeedsSeedsGravesCommandThis DayLittle ThingsCunningWondrousParasitesMosquitoesMalariaToiling Author:Ronald Ross
“Well do I remember that dark hot little office in the hospital at Begumpett, with the necessary gleam of light coming in from under the eaves of the veranda. I did not allow the punka to be used because it blew about my dissected mosquitoes, which were partly examined without a cover-glass; and the result was that swarms of flies and of 'eye-flies' - minute little insects which try to get into one's ears and eyelids - tormented me at their pleasure” TryingWellsLittlesLightEyeRememberScienceUsedDarkPleasureResultsMinutesOfficeEarsHotGlassesHospitalsInsectsExaminationGleamMosquitoesEyelidsSwarms Author:Ronald Ross
“The belief is growing on me that the disease is communicated by the bite of the mosquito. ... She always injects a small quantity of fluid with her bite-what if the parasites get into the system in this manner.” IfsBeliefGrowingDiseaseWhat IfBitesQuantityFluidParasitesMosquitoes Book:The Great Malaria Problem and Its Solution Source: The Great Malaria Problem and Its Solution
“I have failed in finding parasites in mosquitoes fed on malaria patients, but perhaps I am not using the proper kind of mosquito.” KindScienceFailureFindingsPatientFedsParasitesMosquitoesMalaria Author:Ronald Ross
