Quotes About Sick

If I were given a choice between two films and one was dark and explored depraved, troubled or sick aspects of our culture, I would always opt for that over the next romantic comedy.

This is CID homicide, mister, and neither heat nor rain nor gloom of night will stay these men from their rendezvous with callousness. Cruel jokes? The cruelest. Sick humor? The sickest. And, you ask, how can they possibly do it? Volume. That's right, volume. They won't be outsold, they won't be undersold; they will solve no crime before its time.

Imagine that. Vomiting until all that was left to sick up was your own blood!

You can't sit down in a bachelor's house without getting sick with cooties from the dirt and built-up grime, but you can eat off the barrel of his gun.

as Krishnamurti said, "It is no measure of health to be well-adjusted to a profoundly sick society.

The passion of hatred is so long lived and so obstinate a malady that the surest sign of death in a sick person is their desire for reconciliation.

In his imagination he was far away in a little Western town with a missionary minister who was poor, sick, worried, and almost alone in the world - but who was poring over the Bible to find how many times his Lord and Master had told him to rejoice and be glad.

Forgetfulness was a worse scourge than madness: the sick man is not somewhere else; he is nowhere. He is not another, he is no one.

Well, she had had the most wonderful summer; she had got that anyhow tucked away up the sleeve of her memory, and could bring it out and look at it when the days were wet and she felt cold and sick.

When you are dealing with a highly contagious airborne disease, if your neighbor is sick, you're potentially imperiled. We're as close in our humanity as a cough.

Brexit - I was sick of it when it was all happening. It's off the news now, but when Covid settles down it will just come back again.

I took my wife to a really expensive hotel in Dubai. This was when we were first dating, so I wanted to impress her. I had scallops, and after that, I went to the bathroom to be sick. I realised I had just paid £300 or £400 on scallops just to throw it up. My wife and I then talked about it; I knew I had a problem.

No. I just spent a year on a crusade. I'm sick of lunatics telling me there's absolution and ice cream over the next hill.

the health of the sick, and, what mocked their sighing, Of the strange intactness of the gladly dying.

What kind of sick bastard burns down a Christmas tree?" Hugh and I exchanged glances. "That's an excellent question," I said dryly. Peter looked startled. "Was it you?" he asked Hugh. "No," said the imp. "It was Carter." "Your Christmas tree was burned down by an angel?" asked Cody. "Yup. The irony isn't lost on me

I still couldn't stop the sick feeling rising in my stomach. "This could be a disaster." "How? If anyone even finds it—and it's not just sitting under a table right now—they'll just have a good laugh at our sappy talk. No one's going to be like, 'Aha! Proof of an illicit human-and-vampire affair.

Everything between us is sick... twisted. And it doesn't have to be." "Shh, shh." He rocked her in his arms. Never had he comforted another in such a manner. He was awkward with this as well. "I h-hate you s-so much." She sobbed so hard her body quaked against him, her tears wetting his chest. "I know.

First Emma. Now Thad. Regin was sick and tired of non-evil vampiric creatures messing with her millennium's worth of scathing animosity for their species...

Nobody can deny but religion is a comfort to the distressed, a cordial to the sick, and sometimes a restraint on the wicked.

Modern humanity is sick with FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out – and though we have more choice than ever before, we have lost the ability to really pay attention to whatever we choose.

The whole bloody system is sick: the very notion of leadership, a balloon with a face painted upon it, elected and inflated by media's diabolic need to reduce ideas to personalities.

I see it, I taste it. All the contamination. The low-level radiation, the storage sites, the runoff. Every place is sick—there's sick everywhere

Cowardice is like a plague; it spreads. One sick individual can infect an entire population.

looked up and found the Great Bear. I told her, In Italy, they used to blame the influence of the constellations for making them sick—that's where influenza comes from. Bridie took that notion in stride. As if, when it's your time, your star gives you a yank—