#illness

Seated by her side in the narrow cabin, pressing cold compresses to her forehead and holding her while she vomited, he felt profoundly happy.... ↗

— Isabel Allende

#men #vomit #women #men

...men aren't in touch with their emotions, and don't share enough [?] ↗

— Meg Cabot

#mental-illness #love

God, thank you for waking me up this morning. I want to embrace every day, however limited my day may be, as a gift from God. I want to live this day to its fullest. I know there are things I can no longer do. I know I am facing daily limitations. But I want to focus on what I can do, not on what I cannot do. So help me God. I know this day will never be repeated. I know I cannot live it over again. Help me to live it to its fullest. ↗

— Ed Dobson

#christian #inspirational #terminal-illness #inspirational

If a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the Muses, believing that technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utterly eclipsed by the performances of the inspired madman. ↗

— Socrates

#mental-illness #writing #writing-life #inspirational

Isolated, she managed somehow to feel free—albeit with a freedom that made her want to smash a hole in the very center of the universe. ↗

— Flora Rheta Schreiber

#freedom

An illness is like a journey into a far country; it sifts all one's experience and removes it to a point so remote that it appears like a vision. ↗

— Sholem Asch

#country #experience #far #illness #into