Quotes About Recovery

Sunday I try to make up for some sleep I lost the week before and bank some for the next week.

Sundays are a day for recuperation and family.

I don't want to get all self-help on everyone. But I definitely think there was a period in my life where I thought I would feel the same way, forever. And every day felt like 'Groundhog Day,' where I was super, super depressed.

A good night's sleep is a super important part of feeling good.

Who the heck wants to go to school after you just played in the Super Bowl?

Shattered people are best represented by bits and pieces.

The grief, too, passes.

so much is happening now; you must be patient like someone who is sick, and confident like someone who is recovering; for perhaps you are both. And more: you are also the doctor, who has to watch over himself. But in every sickness there are many days when the doctor can do nothing but wait. And that is what you, insofar as you are your own doctor, must now do, more than anything else.

The sunken are always seeking earth again

You must be patient like someone who is sick, and confident like someone who is recovering; for perhaps you are both.

You must be patient as an invalid and trusting as a convalescent

But it is over now; I have survived it.

das flüchtet... und sein Bangen ist groß, daß ihr es selber / wie schlank es entschwindet/ nach vielem Traurigsein erst wiederfindet, noch immer schreckhaft, warm und atemlos.

To the body and mind which have been cramped by noxious work or company, nature is medicinal and restores their tone. The tradesman, the attorney comes out of the din and craft of the street and sees the sky and the woods, and is a man again. In their eternal calm, he finds himself.

It is dainty to be sick if you have leisure and convenience for it.

Power is, in nature, the essential measure of right. Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdoms which cannot help itself. The genesis and maturation of a planet, its poise and orbit, the bended tree recovering itself from the strong wind, the vital resources of every animal and vegetable, are demonstrations of the self-sufficing and therefore self-relying soul.

A political victory, a rise in rents, the recovery of your sick, or return of your absent friend, or some other quite external event, raises your spirits, and you think good days are preparing for you. Do not believe it. Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the triumph of principles.

I started to get extremely, extremely depressed. I'm sure part of it was due to the hashish.

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

The numbness will go away, he thought. It'll take time, but I'll do it, or Faber will do it for me. Someone somewhere will give me back the old face and the old hands the way they were. Even the smile, he thought, the old burnt-in smile, that's gone. I'm lost without it

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together. Now, it's your turn. Jump!

Se si potesse portare la mente in una lavanderia a secco, vuotare le tasche, ripulire a vapore, rimetterla in sesto e tornare a prenderla la mattina dopo. Se solo… Montag

Are we polluted? We can unpollute ourselves.

All of his books were burned in the Great Fire. That's thirty years ago—2006.