Quotes About Cancer

Rape wounds deeply, splits open your core with shrapnel. The stench of the injury attracts maggots which hatch into clouds of doubt and self-loathing the dirt you feel inside you nourishes anxiety, depression, and shame poisoning your blood, festering in your brain until you will do anything to stop feeling the darkness rising within anything to stop feeling– untreated pain is a cancer of the soul that can kill you

How bad do you want cancer? Bad enough to eat a rainbow of it? Personally, I think the red cancer would be the worst, but anything you swallow with artificial hues in it is going to pop a tumor out of your body the day after you eat it.

I try to be as positive as I can because I truly believe I am my feelings, and if I'm sad, if I have regrets, they will show up as illnesses, they will show up as cancers... I don't want that.

I had no specific bent towards science until my grandfather, who died - that summer - of stomach cancer. ... I decided that nobody should suffer that much.

Germany has reduced savagery to a science, and this great war for the victorious peace of justice must go on until the German cancer is cut clean out of the world body.

The first observation of cancer cells in the smear of the uterine cervix gave me one of the greatest thrills I ever experienced during my scientific career.

I had no specific bent toward science until my grandfather died of stomach cancer. I decided that nobody should suffer that much.

50, 000-63, 000 individuals in the United States and 19, 000-25, 000 in the UK die prematurely from cancer annually due to insufficient vitamin D.

The kids who come backstage that have cancer or whatever, make them laugh and smile for a little while, what's the problem with that? There isn't any.

We're going to raise a lot of money for cancer awareness, give some to the American Cancer Society and hopefully make a big difference.

Capitalism is a social cancer. It has always been a social cancer. It is the disease of society. It is the malignancy of society.

The experience of cancer has taught me one important truth at least: that we are never - or never need be - alone.

Getting cancer can become the beginning of living. The search for one's own being, the discovery of the life one needs to live, can be one of the strongest weapons against disease.

Obviously, it wasn't meant for me to die of cancer at 40. Every day my life surprises me, just like my cancer diagnosis surprised me. But you roll with it. That's our job as humans.

I keep dreaming of a future, a future with a long and healthy life, not lived in the shadow of cancer but in the light.

I look at my cancer journey as a gift: It made me slow down and realisethe important things in life and taught me to not sweat the small stuff.

Yes, I have cancer and it might not go away, but I can still have a future because life goes on.

When you get cancer, it's like really time to look at what your life was and is, and I decided that everything I've done so far is not as important as what I'm going to do now.

I lost my friend to suicide a year before I lost my father to cancer.

So I guess it's okay with you if I smoke up too?" says Steven. "If you get breast cancer

The cerebral processing of that visceral input as a signal of death was accurate. Without the kinds of therapy that had been developed over the decades, this cancer would have been fatal. Hope, then, is constructed not just from rational deliberation, from the conscious weighing of information; it arises as an amalgam of thought and feeling, the feelings created in part by neural input from the organs and tissues.

Memory is a deadly disease for a refugee; it's his cancer of the soul.

We have almost grown accustomed to it; war is the cause of death like cancer and tuberculosis, like influenza and dysentery.

The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.