Illness Quotes

I enjoy convalescence. It’s the part that makes the illness worthwhile.

The common cold, if left untreated, lasts about two weeks. If treated with medication and rest, it lasts about fourteen days.

The surly bird gets the germ.

Fire, the sea, and woman; these are three ills.

There is, let us confess it (and illness is the great confessional), a childish outspokenness in illness; things are said, truths blurted out, which the cautious respectability of health conceals. About sympathy for example – we can do without it. That illusion of a world so shaped that it echoes every groan, of human beings […]

Every invalid is a prisoner.

God and the doctor, We both adore In time of trouble, Not before. Illness cured, Reverses righted, God is forgotten, The doctor slighted.

I reckon being ill as one of the great pleasures of life, provided one is not too ill and is not obliged to work till one is better.

The moral order of the world runs aground on hay fever. Of what use is it? Why was it invented? Cancer and hydrophobia, at least, may be defended on the ground that they kill. Killing may have some benign purpose, some esoteric significance, some cosmic use. But hay fever never kills; it merely tortures. No […]

I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, because I’m not myself, you see.