Quotes About Sickness

Sick people grew to resent well people, and sometimes that was true of husbands and wives, or even of mothers and their children. Both

It was comparable to getting sick from bad ventilation

She sicker than my mama was when she die. But she more evil than my mama and that keep her alive.

Ain't nothing wrong with Shug Avery. She just sick. Sicker than anybody I ever seen. She sicker than my mama was when she die. But she more evil than my mama and that keep her alive.

Because he understood very well what was making her sick. For the first time in her life she had fallen in love at the same time that she had the experience necessary to know it would never work out.

I was so sick that I found myself worrying about the future of man's soul, my own in particular.

Aunt Fran lowered her voice. Her cold is just the start of a greater sickness. These 'stories,' as you call them, will only lead her to more pain. Fran, talk plain, will you? I'm talking about derangement. Don't be silly! She wispered. And deviant behaviours.

Harper wondered, idly, why it took getting contaminated to notice the marriage itself was sick. He

I have nightmares about it now. I probably will for months. And I think …" She shook her head. "… what if it isn't over? What if the Sickness that Darth Scabrous created … got out somehow?

The term generally given this sickness in the Christian tradition is "sin," a multivalent term that points to the myriad ways in which humans –individually, collectively, and systemically –neglect, deny, and refuse simply to be human –that is, to embrace and live out their vocation as creatures made in the image of God.

What you say when the enemy is roaring is very important. Speak victory in the face of defeat, speak peace in the face of fear, speak health in the face of sickness, speak abundance in the face of lack.

I know what science this has come to be. All rights and laws are still transmitted Like an eternal sickness of the race,— From generation unto generation fitted, And shifted round from place to place. Reason becomes a sham, Beneficence a worry: Thou art a grandchild, therefore woe to thee! The right born with us, ours in verity,

Old Age, a second child, by nature curst With more and greater evils than the first, Weak, sickly, full of pains: in ev'ry breath Railing at life, and yet afraid of death.

Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship. Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick.

I used to be strong,but now I am weak. I used to be pretty,but now I look sick.

Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

They that be whole need not a physician, but they that are sick.

The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

On Earth, when I was a boy, most everybody got sick. Rashes, funny little fevers. All the unmodified people got sick every now and then. It's part of being human.

Werner and his younger sister, Jutta, are raised at Children's House, a clinker-brick two-story orphanage on Viktoriastrasse whose rooms are populated with the coughs of sick children and the crying of newborns and battered trunks inside which drowse the last possessions of deceased parents: patchwork dresses, tarnished wedding cutlery, faded ambrotypes of fathers swallowed by the mines.

On Earth, when I was a boy, most everybody got sick. Rashes, funny little fevers. All the unmodified people got sick every now and then. It's part of being human. We think of viruses as evil but in reality few are. Life usually seeks to cooperate, not fight.

On Earth, when I was a boy, most everybody got sick. Rashes, funny little fevers. All the unmodified people got sick every now and then. It's part of being human. We think of viruses as evil but in reality few are. Life usually seeks to cooperate, not fight.

My mum was a fixed point in my universe who was never going to grow old or die; she was always going to be there. And when she got sick, I was on the road all the time, I wasn't at home much, there was a lot of pressure. It was an awful time, and when she died, it was like your world falls apart.

I think poor folks are the only people who cannot afford - financially and otherwise - to be sick.