Honore de Balzac Quotes

If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!

While the sick man has life, there is hope.

It is medicine, not scenery, for which a sick man must go searching.

I was cured all right.

But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.

I returned to upstate NY where I just laid in bed for days with a fever that just wouldn't go away. After more of this, I grew increasingly sure that this was not simply the flu!

When you walk through the hospital, you waiver between feeling bad for everyone else and feeling bad for yourself. It's a war of the worlds - the healthy and the sick.

Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?

To the sick, indeed, nature is sick, but to the well, a fountain of health.

Recovering in a Calcutta, India hospital. I think I'm more difficult than critical.

Physicians mend or end us, Secundum artem; but although we sneer - In health - when ill we call them to attend us, Without the least propensity to jeer

I have consistently loved books that I've read when I've been sick in bed.

I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.

if you don't get sick, you won't get well.

How sick i am! that thought Always comes to me with horror. Is it this strange for everybody? But such fugitive feelings have always been my metier.

When you are sick of your sickness you will cease to be sick.

Throw up whatever's making you sick, Darren," he said, "then get your behind back in here.

The fact that we are living does not mean we are not sick.

If there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it, since that is the way it gets better.

Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship. Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick.

First thing about being a patient-you have to learn patience.

Human sickness is so severe that few can bear to look at it...but those who do will become well.

None of us are entirely well, and none of us are irrecoverably sick.

The amount of relief and comfort experienced by the sick after the skin has been carefully washed and dried, is one of the commonest observations made at a sick bed.

For the sick it is important to have the best.