W. D. M. Paton, Pharm. Rev.
6, 59 (1954)
He is a pink complexioned person, except when he has stood for a long time,
when he may get pale and faint. His handshake is warm and dry.
He is a placid and relaxed companion; for instance he may laugh, but he
can’t cry because the tears cannot come. Your rudest story will not
make him blush, and the most unpleasant circumstances will fail to make
him pale. His socks and his collars stay very clean and sweet.
He wears corsets and may, if you meet him out, be rather fidgety (corsets
to compress his splanchnic vascular pool, fidgety to keep the venous return
going from his legs). He dislikes speaking much unless helped with
something to moisten his dry mouth and throat. He is long-sighted
and easily blinded by bright light. The redness of his eyeballs may
suggest irregular habits and in fact his head is rather weak. But
he always behaves like a gentlemen and never belches or hiccups.
He tends to get cold and keeps well wrapped up. But his health is
good; he does not have chilblains and those diseases of modern civilization,
hypertension and peptic ulcers, pass him by. He is thin because his
appetite is modest; he never feels hunger pains and his stomach never rumbles.
He gets rather constipated so his intake of liquid paraffin is high.
As old age comes on he will suffer from retention of urine and impotence,
but frequency, percipitancy, and strangury will not worry him. One
is uncertain how he will end, but perhaps if he is not careful, by eating
less and less and getting colder and colder, he will sink into a symptomless,
hypoglycemic coma and die, as was proposed for the universe, a sort of
entropy death.