#cancer

I have been unexpectedly confronted with my own mortality as I was told that I had cancer. ↗

— Jodi Rell

#cancer #confronted #had #i #mortality

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. ↗

— Theodore Roosevelt

#cancer #clean #cut #german #germany

I pictured myself as a virus or a cancer cell and tried to sense what it would be like. ↗

— Jonas Salk

#cell #i #like #myself #pictured

Surviving cancer is cool, but surviving old age is cooler.
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— Jarod Kintz

#awesome #bizarre #cancer #funny #humor

Finally, after a lot of searching and digging, it was simply the love of family that gave me a road into the character. Once I got into that, and we delved into what it would be like to survive cancer and the ability to see how precious life is, it became easier to play her. ↗

— Jeanne Tripplehorn

#after #became #cancer #character #delved

It's like they say about soldiers coming back from war. People all around you are dying. Really dying, Eric. You go in for a week's chemotherapy and you're in a ward with people who are really, actually dying, there and then and doing their best to come to terms with it. When the week's up, you go home and you see your family and your friends and everything's normal and familiar. It's too much. You think - one world can't possibly hold both these lives and you feel like you're going to go crazy when you realise the world is that big and it can fill with the most terrible things whenever it wants to. ↗

— Steven Hall

#chemotherapy #remission #sickness #family

[If you hear a] story about how eating sausage leads to anal cancer, you will be skeptical, because it has never happened to anyone you know, and sausage, after all, is delicious. ↗

— David McRaney

#food #sausage #food

If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see Jesus on the cross, and you'd see a dude get stabbed in the neck, and you'd see people dying at sea and in battle and a parade of martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody biting it from the plague or smallpox or yellow fever or whatever, because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of. ↗

— John Green

#cancer #cancer-kids #children-with-cancer #illness #art

Maybe you should say goodbye, Cal.' 'No.' 'It might be important.' 'It might make her die. ↗

— Jenny Downham

#cancer #death #love #sad #death

Yes?’ he asked, looking at me over the sheet. ‘I’m a writer temporarily down on my inspirations.’ ‘Oh, a writer, eh?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘No, I’m not.’ ‘What do you write?’ ‘Short stories mostly. And I’m halfway through a novel.’ ‘A novel, eh?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘What’s the name of it?’ ‘”The Leaky Faucet of My Doom.”‘ ‘Oh, I like that. What’s it about?’ ‘Everything.’ ‘Everything? You mean, for instance, it’s about cancer?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘How about my wife?’ ‘She’s in there too. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#short-stories #writing #inspirational