An unhealthy mind, even in a healthy body, will ultimately destroy health.
Nothing is going to improve my hearing. I've only got to prevent it from getting worse.
I am a big man, but I've allowed my condition to deteriorate by being overweight.
Being 90 is not simple, but it's interesting, very interesting. Before I was 90, I could walk, I could see well, I could hear terrific, and now, I can't hear or see or walk.
Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse.
When I was in my 20s, and even though I was studying medicine, I didn't ever really think that my body would fail. Now I'm in my 40s, I have to face a different reality - I, like everyone else, am slowly falling apart.
Decay and disease are often beautiful, like the pearly tear of the shellfish and the hectic glow of consumption.
As an automobile needs premium fuel to operate well, our bodies need real, fresh food to maintain health. Packaged food creates dis-ease. There’s no nourishment in it. The body can only handle it for so long. Then, when you do have a problem, you usually take an over-the-counter or prescription drug. This is another form of poison.
And what can we expect if we haven't any dinner, But to lose our teeth and eyelashes and keep on growing thinner?
Well, we're all dying in increments. I don't mind people knowing what I look like, but I don't want them thinking I'm dying.
What's the worst thing about getting old? Getting old.
I want to die young. I think it's awful to get old, and sickness is ugly.
My brain is good, but my body is deteriorating. I probably have another two or three years. Or I can pass tomorrow, but it doesn't make a difference to me.
A tumor often grows silently and doesn't start making itself known until it's pushing on structures or organs or tissues around it in a way that starts to mess up the whole system.
Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening.
The soul's maladies have their relapses like the body's. What we take for a cure is often just a momentary rally or a new form of the disease.
All the minor sports injuries you acquire over the years begin to multiply like flies when you get over 70.
I don't often meet people who want to suffer cardiovascular disease or whatever, and we get those things as a result of the lifelong accumulation of various types of molecular and cellular damage.
I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?
I swear that I'm dying slowly but it's happening, and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere... just take me there.
One has to make a decision when a condition is likely to degenerate if nothing is done.
I suspect the psychological pressure associated with that crisis caused the first mental blackout I had ever suffered. It contributed to a deterioration in my health that later required the insertion of a heart pacemaker.
Have you ever seen that guy who has the record for fattest man in the world? Bob Hughes, the fattest man in the world... 1400 pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, the man has let himself go.
The older you get, the more your body starts to reject certain things.
When Dickens arrives in the United States in November of 1867, he's already in questionable health. So by the end of the trip, he was really in failing condition, and really, he would never recover completely after this point, and you could sort of draw a straight line to his ultimate decline and death.
