Quotes About Paralysis

This lack of accurate, trustworthy information about the true cost of any given policy, product, service, or behavior is paralyzing all action.

Stephen Hawking once told me that there was a sense in which he was glad to be paralyzed, because it allowed him to focus much more intensely on his work.

TIAs?" Crane said. "How extensive?" "Partial paralysis, slurred speech, lasting in each case less than two hours." "What were their ages?" "Late twenties and early thirties." "Really?" Crane frowned. "That seems awfully young for a stroke. Two strokes, at that. You did neurological workups?

Whenever the tissue of life is woven of legalistic relationships, this creates an atmosphere of spiritual mediocrity that paralyzes a person's noblest impulses.

We may be undermined by our survival instincts, honed over eons to help us deny, defy, or ignore catastrophic portents lest they paralyze us with fright.

Jordan Two, on the other hand, was condemned to a state of being that made the harshest solitary confinement look like a mercy. Condemned to do nothing but think for an eternity, without sleep, and in a state of almost perfect paralysis inside a body whose every blink seemed to take hours to complete. Jordan

but with a man whose entire body was paralyzed. Well, all except for his penis, which enabled them to have three children, although the thought picture of how this was accomplished wasn't something on which she liked to dwell.

Judging yourself to be full of virtue paralyses. Judging yourself to be full of guilt also paralyses.

The circumstances of my life are paralyzing.

But you come to a point in your life when you can't pull the trigger anymore.

Run! my brain screamed, but my feet didn't move. Seriously. No movement at all, just like in one of those dreams where a giant dinosaur suddenly appears in the grocery store parking lot and you can't seem to start running away or even throw a package of chicken thighs to create a diversion, no matter how hard you try.

When you're young and healthy you can recover quickly from a defeat. But betrayal is different—it paralyzes you.

Muses are fickle, and many a writer, peering into the voice, has escaped paralysis by ascribing the creative responsibility to a talisman: a lucky charm, a brand of paper, but most often a writing instrument. Am I writing well? Thank my pen. Am I writing badly? Don't blame me blame my pen. By such displacements does the fearful imagination defend itself.

I find the slightest action impossible, as if it were some heroic deed. The mere thought of making the smallest gesture weighs on me as if it were something I was actually considering doing.

A veces darle demasiadas vueltas a lo que uno va a hacer nos paraliza. Es como cuando echas a andar: si te pones a mirarte los pies y a decir «ahora, el derecho; luego, el izquierdo, etc.», lo más seguro es que pegues un tropezón o que acabes parándote.

A veces darle demasiadas vueltas a lo que uno va a hacer nos paraliza.

I mean, I don't want to come down on call-out culture, because I guess it has its place, but there was an interesting article I read by a black feminist writer who was saying it brings shame into the equation. And shame can be very paralysing to people.

It was a kind of paralysis you would get from tendonitis and I would last about five to ten minutes into the set and it would set in and I really couldn't play.

There is, to be sure, sometimes only a small difference between being alert to possible danger and allowing oneself to become terrified to the point of paralysis by seeming or imagined portents.

If I couldn't move, I don't know what I would do. That would be terrifying for me; I don't know how I'd cope with that.

India lived in hopelessness, as the government was not responsive. It did not know what the poor needed. There was complete policy paralysis. Corruption was rampant, and terrorists used to play havoc in the country.

Despair is paralysis. It robs us of agency. It blinds us to our own power and the power of the earth.

Tú insinuabas, Jonás, que quizá no era valiente? Yo no sé qué es la valentía: qué es, qué significa. Lo que sé es que yo estaba aquí paralizado por el horror, deshecho de no poder hacer nada. Y oí que Rosemary les decía que prefería ponerse ella misma la inyección. »Y lo hizo. Yo no miré. Miré para otro lado.

Fed on a media diet of really bad news, we live in a perpetual state of repressed panic. We are paralyzed by bad knowledge, from which the only escape is playing dumb. Ignorance becomes empowering because it enables people to live. Stupidity becomes proactive, a political statement. Our collective norm.