Quotes About Illness

Illness is merely the bitter, which a wise Providence mingles in the cup of life.

I think that's probably the most devastating thing - when someone who is larger than life winds up a shadow of themselves in a hospital bed.

He believed that vigorous exercise was good for his health, trusting more in that (and a moderate diet) than in the ministrations of his doctors, except on the rare occasions when he was seriously ill.

No good is ever done to society by the pictorial representation of its diseases.

Time is always relative.... For the terminally ill, six months are a lifetime, and not a very long one. To a three-year-old waiting for Christmas, it's an eternity so distant it's not even worth thinking about.

So the bed that had been the arena of their passion became the support of her illness.

Mental illness is primarily an unconscious escape from this design, a form of passive resistance.

On a bleak day in April, just before the first crocuses broke through the sodden gray of autumn leaves, Ann, that was her name, Krey's love, got Stage 1 of Dying Stupidly. A scratch from a squirrel she was feeding got infected. Some days later, they gave her penicillin. Then they put her in the hospital where she got streptococcal pneumonia. From scratch to burial took a month.

It's normal to shy away from illness and death. It's natural to gravitate toward laughter and life.

Sick unto death, I think they call it

You shouldn't loose your self-esteem. I mean, you've got to appreciate and value the stuff you are made of i.e. do have confidence in your own worth or abilities. For, loss of the sense of self-esteem causes depression, hopelessness, illness, anxiety, anger, sadness and a host of other negative emotions. Thus, dare to have high self-esteem and never low self-esteem. ~Emeasoba George

You shouldn't lose your self-esteem. I mean, you've got to appreciate and value the stuff you are made of i.e. do have confidence in your own worth or abilities. For, loss of the sense of self-esteem causes depression, hopelessness, illness, anxiety, anger, sadness and a host of other negative emotions. Thus, dare to have high self-esteem and never low self-esteem. ~Emeasoba George

You shouldn't loose your self-esteem. I mean, you've got to appreciate and value the stuff you are made of i.e. do have confidence in your own worth or abilities. For, loss of the sense of self-esteem causes depression, hopelessness, illness, anxiety, anger, sadness and a host of other negative emotions. Thus, dare to have high self-esteem and never low self-esteem.

Când ajungem st?pâni pe boal?, devenim mai mult decât suntem, ne cre?m pe noi înÅŸine.

Gripat. Am r?mas în pat toat? ziua. Revenirea unor vechi obsesii, a sentimentului c? pentru mine nimic nu e posibil. Oriunde m? duc, bolile mele m? însoÅ£esc. E datul capital al existenÅ£ei mele. S-ar spune chiar c? aceste boli m? preced?, c? preg?tesc terenul ca s? pot fi nefericit f?r? dificultate, f?r? obstacole. Chiar ÅŸi în Paradis de m-aÅŸ duce, fenomenul s-ar repeta ineluctabil.

When people are ill, they have such strange fancies! They are like children, they do not know what they want.

Illness is the result of imbalance. Imbalance is a result of forgetting who you are. Forgetting who you are creates thoughts and actions that lead to an unhealthy lifestyle and eventually to illness.... Illness can thus be understood as a lesson you have given yourself to help you remember who you are.

The biggest thing, the most important thing I learned about watching someone I loved being ill was to take each day and live it because you never knew how many days you had left with the person you loved.

Remember my mother—how much she suffered before she died, how thin and gray she seemed after so much surgery? I don't picture her that way anymore. I picture her as she was before she got sick.

Galanoactin if he still can't keep anything down. He had some

However romantically ill John might look, it seemed that he had nothing worse than an unromantic cold.

Oh the benison of it, she thought, for she seemed to need comfort now, not only because she was tired after the journey and far away from John, but because she had admitted to herself that she loved him, had let her love sweep over her like a kind of illness, 'giving in' to flu, conscious only of the present moment.

So lethal was the disease that cases were known of persons going to bed well and dying before they woke, of doctors catching the illness at a bedside and dying before the patient.

the ones who get to the idea that resisting what is so is actually causing them greater emotional suffering than the illness itself. Accepting what was going on allowed them to flow with the new demands of their bodies in a much more empowered way.