Quotes About Illness

La enfermedad no es catástrofe sino danza de la que podrían estar ya surgiendo nuevas construcciones de la sensibilidad.»

love is a mental illness, an obsessive-compulsive disorder romanticized!

When human beings are ill, they often make a show of their injuries and parade them so that others may see and give them sympathy. It is just the reverse with an animal living in its natural state. Asking no sympathy, deeming rather that weakness of any kind is something to be ashamed of, it crawls away into some hidden corner and there, alone, it awaits the outcome – either recovery or death.

Mental illness is the last frontier. The gay thing is part of everyday life now on a show like 'Modern Family ' but mental illness is still full of stigma. Maybe it is time for that to change.

The medical literature on the causes of food poisoning is full of euphemisms and dry scientific terms: coliform levels, aerobic plate counts, sorbitol, MacConkey agar, and so on. Behind them lies a simple explanation for why eating a hamburger can now make you seriously ill: There is shit in the meat.

Behind them lies a simple explanation for why eating a hamburger can now make you seriously ill: There is shit in the meat.

The margin of conscious alertness in modern man is relatively narrow, the intensity of his active performance is limited, and illness, strain, old age, and all psychic disturbances take their toll of this alertness.

I'm so used to absolute freedom. I can shit anywhere. I can piss anywhere. I can take drugs. I can kill things. But in there I was nothing," he says. "For the first time in my life I felt what Ned Kelly felt. The last month has been hell. I don't think I was that mad. My own illness is news to me. They say that I'm borderline bipolar. That was odd – not to have the diagnosis but to swallow the diagnosis.

Nights're cold now. Nights g'cold, y'get sick. S'what happens.

It was hard to believe that the injured she-cat had recovered from a bout of greencough that had killed Toadstep, Icecloud, and Hazeltail.

Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some chamomile tea: "One table-spoonful to be taken at bedtime.

I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea; and she gave a dose of it to Peter! 'One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time.' But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper.

Anything eaten just before a bout of stomach bug may be hated for life.

took Lily Sergeyev to see Gone with the Wind in the West End. Lily's kidneys ached, and she was running a temperature. She had convinced herself, once again, that she was

If I came to the bed where you lay sick and in fever, I would not come with little tight-fisted flowers But with the white heron's plume that lay in the forest Till it was cooler than sleep.

For a thinking person, the most serious mental illness is not being sure of who you are.

Paranoia is an illness I contracted in institutions. It is not the reason for my sentences to reform school and prison. It is the effect, not the cause.

When I was 11, I spent eight months in the hospital with rheumatic fever and almost died.

The last time I saw Dad alive, he was in the hospital. He was watching 'Hell Drivers,' a crummy B-movie about truckers, on TV and reading the 'Daily Record.' This seems scarcely believable, but I actually said, 'Dad, you've not got long to go - don't you think you should be imbibing the culture a bit more?'

I already had high blood pressure. I have hypertension. And I think the chemo was just too much for my kidneys. And they went into failure. And that was September 12th of 2008. And the doctor rushed me right to the hospital.

I been going to the hospital since I was born, about 10 times a year, for about a week or two each time.

Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom.

Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom. I have known so many sick women all my life.

Was I good at caring for Amma because of kindness? Or did I like caring for Amma because I have Adora's sickness? I waver between the two, especially at night, when my skin begins to pulse. Lately I've been leaning toward kindness.