Quotes About Hospital

Strength and strength's will are the supreme ethic. All else are dreams from hospital beds, the sly, crawling goodness of sneaking souls.

There's nothing like the bravery and the strength and the extraordinary optimism of a five-year-old child in a cancer hospital, fighting to live. It's there inside the spirit.

A Snow Joint. Might have known he'd be running a dive for hop-heads too.' This joint catered to Disease Collectors, the most hopeless of neurotic-addicts. They lay in their hospital beds, suffering mildly from illegally induced para-measles, para-flu, para-malaria; devotedly attended by nurses in starched white uniforms, and avidly enjoying their illegal illness and the attention it brought.

Buddy had spent a great deal of time at the children's ward at the hospital over on the Turnpike. Every Saturday, during Ben's magic act, he was pulled out of a hat that was old and smelled of alfalfa and sweat. Buddy was used to bright lights and people crying, and he was always well behaved. He had never once bitten a child, not even when he'd been poked or teased. Now, he rose onto his back legs and balanced carefully, just as he'd been taught.

Mr. Persichetti was a night nurse at the state hospital, inspired

The only thing that didn't seem to belong here was the hospital room itself. It would have been more appropriately suited to someone who was actually fighting for his life, or at least trying to get well. My eyes kept going back to the Post headline running in huge capital letters above the aerial photo of our house, or what had been our house, blasted to pieces and burned to the ground. Blown away.

I myself must also say I believe it is true that in the end humanitarianism will triumph; only I fear that at the same time the world will be one big hospital and each person will be the other person's humane keeper.

When you're a doctor and you spend most of your life in a hospital, you honestly don't get to watch as much television as you think you might, and the power of television is enormous.

Life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed by a desire to change his bed.

I laughed more in the hospital than I ever have in my life, making fun of all the weird things that were happening to me.

Everyday hundreds of people came to the hospital... dying, and I have to introduce life into them again... my duty was to compete with death.

Rivas estuvo bien, justo es decirlo. Nos hizo sentar, nos sirvió té, nos explicó sin prisa, y hasta nos hizo un dibujito en un recetario.

Yet the manner of death he fears does not sound bad to me; to me it seems like a decent, clean way of taking off, surely better than the slow rot in a hospital oxygen tent with rubber tubes stuck up your nose, prick, asshole, with blood transfusions and intravenous feeding, bedsores and bedpans and bad-tempered nurses' aides—the whole nasty routine to which most dying men, in our time, are condemned.

In the hip-hop world, Eazy-E was the personification of evil. He paid my hospital bill, about $60,000, but he made me pay him back, which is cool, except that I later found out that he paid the bill out of my share of a publishing deal he made for me.

I had actually hurt my neck, and because I went a while without getting it taken care of - it was pushing up against the back of my heart - and because I have heart issues, they thought it was this whole big deal. So I spent a good three days in the hospital, two nights in the ICU.

1. It may seem a strange principle to enunciate as the very first requirement in a hospital that it should do the sick no harm. 2. Were there none who were discontented with what they have, the world would never reach anything better. 3. The world is put back by the death of every one who has to sacrifice the development of his or her peculiar gifts to conventionality. 4. Women have no sympathy and my experience of women is almost as large as Europe.

They were paperbacks, the kind that were readily available from the hospital gift shop. Carl hadn't chosen his selections carefully. One dealt with the strategy of investing, one was a book on raising farm animals, and the third was a collection of bedtime stories for children. She had no use for any of them but didn't want to hurt Carl's feelings. Thank you very much, she told him. I'm sure I'll enjoy these.

Oh, God! It was Carl, the sad-looking, lonely hospital orderly.

In the first two weeks his parents could not bring themselves to visit him

I know that Daddy had an important job. He was working to change the world so everyone would love wildlife like he did. He built a hospital to help animals, and he bought lots of land to give animals a safe place to live.

The last thing you want to do is play a long gig on a hot night, pass out, and wind up in a hospital emergency room.

The house I grew up in had large plate-glass windows, which birds frequently crashed into headfirst. My father helped me assemble a bird hospital, consisting of a few shoe boxes, some old rags, and tiny dishes for water and food.

When a hospital is very crowded, there will be a real push to make sure people get their X-rays, get their tests and, you know, 'Let's get them out in four days'.

I was just at home walking around at home, and I started feel, well, just funny. You know how you can feel funny? I had a strange pain in my chest. So my housekeeper took me to the hospital, when they hooked me up and did all these tests turned out I had a big heart attack.