I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drawn.
Presque tous les hommes meurent de leurs remèdes, et non pas de leurs maladies.
Feelings are something you have; not something you are.
Hastalıkta hayal gücü her şeydir. Ona gerektiği gibi başvurulduğunda iyileştirir, ama hayal gücü insanı öldürür de. Bedenin hayal gücüyde sıkıcıdır, hatta her şeyi oldukları haliyle kavrar. Rüyalar hayal gücünün şiiri, hastalık ve düzyazısıdır. Hiç durmadan...
Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee.
I should have danced more when I had no fear of falling.
The condition of our soul is usually the source of many sicknesses.
Love is an illness which doesn’t have good nor recompense.
Sickness is the vengeance of nature for the violation of her laws.
The joy you bring us is so much greater than the sadness we feel about your illness.