Sick Quotes - page 49
I began to get up at two or three in the morning and work for twelve to fifteen hours a day. I'd get so emotionally drained by the writing, that I'd feel sick at the end of the day. My family became worried about me and they invited a friend, who was a writer in Los Angeles, to see me. He told me that he'd heard how serious I was about my writing, so he was willing to take a little time off of his busy schedule to glance at my work. I gave him the latest version of my manuscript. He took it home and came back to see me the following week. His face was long. He told me that he was sorry to say this but, as a family friend, he had the obligation to be truthful, so he'd tell me straight out that I had no talent. The book was terrible. And also, I was trying to write way beyond my mental capabilities.
Victor Villaseñor
When my brother, Joseph, was sick and in the hospital, you got in bed with me when I was asleep and you kept trying to touch me! All these years I'd thought that maybe it was all a dream, but it wasn't! You son of a bitch. I was eight years old, crazy with grief for my brother, Joseph, and you-how could you?!
Victor Villaseñor
I've missed you too! A lot of people have been wondering where I have been, and it's not very exciting news, and it's not very good news, it's just that I've been very ill. I've been very sick for a while and still trying to get better, slowly but surely.... Anyway, I was so overwhelmed -
Overwhelmed,
by all the
nice things you
folks said to me!
It was so nice to read everything that everyone was saying, and very, very sweet. I appreciate all the - oh, it made me cry, and - and it was just so nice, and I wanted to say a big 'Thank you!' to everyone for being so supportive and so nice to me.... I will be back in full swing, as much as I can, when I can, and in the mean time, I miss you all very, very much.
Ysabella Brave
People have asked me to speak on being sick, and even specifically on chronic pain diseases. ... And I don't know what to tell you, except this - this is something I have discovered. Your body is fighting to live. This is in your very blood, in your heart, in your bones - your body is trying to live, it's fighting to live - and don't give up without a fight, you know? Do what you can do. Figure something out. If you have to, fight with people to get help - whatever it is, but don't give up without a fight. You remember - mark my words - you are here - you should be here - stay.
Ysabella Brave
When I heard the learn'd astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
