Anibal Cavaco Silva Quotes

I have not often seen much dignity in the process by which we die.

Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.

Many, if not most, Americans can imagine a fate worse than death, and it is a seemingly interminable process of dying. For them, it is frightening that politicians can find ways to interject themselves into this sad process.

My father was in terrible pain towards the end because of his bed sores, and he did go into hospice, and I think that was better in some ways. You know, I think his death was peaceful, and it was all right. He was just in terrible pain.

I'm dying, but otherwise I'm in very good health.

"I'm going over the valley." (Dying from throat cancer, his doctor found him wandering around his room, asked him where was he going?)

When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?

Sister, you're trying to keep me alive as an old curiosity, but I'm done, I'm finished, I'm going to die.

When people are dying, bureaucracy should be thrown out of the water.

It seems sensible to me that we should look to the medical profession, that over the centuries has helped us to live longer and healthier lives, to help us die peacefully among our loved ones in our own home without a long stay in God's waiting room.

Americans of all ages deserve quality end-of-life medical care.

We have been so successful in the past century at the art of living longer and staying alive that we have forgotten how to die. Too often we learn the hard way. As soon as the baby boomers pass pensionable age, their lesson will be harsher still.

We could keep his body going, but it was trying its hardest to die.

I would like to avoid dying if possible. I do like living! The worst, I think for me, though, would be a really bedridden death.

I don't want to die in pain or in an undignified way, I don't want any of the people I love to die in, die painfully. But I'm aware of the fact that they may die before I do and I have to part with them and take the loss. The hardest thing of love is to let go. But I think I can get let go of almost anybody.

I hope that when the time comes, I am treated with compassion and allowed to pass on to the next phase of life's journey in the manner of my choice.

We could move catalog, if he'd only die quicker.

Auntie Phyl's last months in the care home were extra pieces. Age is unnecessary. Some of us, like my mother, are fortunate enough to die swiftly and suddenly, in full possession of our faculties and our fate, but more and more of us will be condemned to linger, at the mercy of anxious or indifferent relatives, careless strangers, unwanted medical interventions, increasing debility, incontinence, memory loss. We live too long, but, like the sibyl hanging in her basket in the cave at Cumae, we find it hard to die.

Dying people don't need medicine, the ones who remain do.

A fiction about soft or easy deaths is part of the mythology of most diseases that are not considered shameful or demeaning.

My mother begged doctors to end her life. She was beyond the physical ability to swallow enough of the weak morphine pills she had around her. When she knew she was dying I promised to make sure she could go at a time of her choosing, but it was impossible. I couldn't help.

You can actually be bored stiff while you're dying.

Cancer victims who don't accept their fate, who don't learn to live with it, will only destroy what little time they have left.

My father's death from prostate cancer in 1993 was tragic. He never complained about pain. He was a fighter. By the time he was ready to die he wasn't able to die in the way that he wanted to, which seemed an outrage to me.

People always say things like, Oh, well, he was suffering so much that he was better off dying. But that's not true. You're always better off living.