Sylvie Meis Quotes

Illness is the great equalizer. It doesn't matter who you are, rich or poor, young or old, fat or thin, sick is sick.

I see myself in all the people in the world who are suffering and who are very badly treated and who are often made to feel that they have no place on this Earth.

Lastly, he must remember that he himself hath no exemption from the common lot, but that he is bound by the same laws of mortality, and liable to the same ailments and afflictions with his fellows.

Life is an incurable disease.

Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick.

Disease generally begins that equality which death completes.

The glimpses of human strength and frailty that a physician sees are with me still.

To have a body is to suffer.

There are two things that one must get used to or one will find life unendurable: the damages of time and injustices of men.

You can't come into this world without becoming its victim.

Cancer is something that can happen to anyone, like a sportsperson who is eating right and doing his bit correctly. Cancer really takes your life away.

But what does it mean, the plague? It's life, that's all.

We are all frail-embodied creatures, who at times suffer through injustice, abuse, illness, pain and misfortune.

Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick. Although we all prefer to use only the good passport, sooner or later each of us is obliged, at least for a spell, to identify ourselves as citizens of that other place.

Only against death does man cry out in vain.

All lives end. All hearts are broken. Caring is not an advantage.

Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.

Equality is what does not exist among mortals.

The romantic treatment of death asserts that people were made singular, made more interesting, by their illnesses.

To be alive is to be vulnerable.

It wasn't his, it wasn't my fault, we both had nothing except patience, but Death has none. I saw him come (how meanly!) and I watched him as he took and took: none of it I could claim as mine.

There is no way to escape death, it is just like trying to escape by four great mountains touching sky. There is no escape from these four mountains of birth, old age, sickness and death.

I am only half there when I am ill, and so there is only half a man to suffer. To suffer in one's whole self is so great a violation, that it is not to be endured.

INJUSTICE, n. A burden which of all those that we load upon others and carry ourselves is lightest in the hands and heaviest upon the back.

It's the same in real life: Notorious murderers get off scot-free and live happily all their lives, while good people die - sometimes the very best people. That's the way of the world.