Sick Quotes
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I don't like any of it. I'm sick and tired of menopause.
Lisa Lampanelli
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Maybe she had become tired of being the girlfriend of a condemned man. It also occured to me that maybe she was sick, or dead. These things happen. Anyway, after that, remembering Marie meant nothing to me. That seemed perfectly normal to me, since I understood very well that people would forget me when I was dead.
Albert Camus
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Oh, brother wearers of motley, are there not moments when one grows sick of grinning and trembling and the jingling of cap and bells?
William Makepeace Thackeray
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I realize that some people see going away as, "Oh, he's irrelevant now," but I feel like if I don't go away, I get sick of myself. It's never been my thing to be in the spotlight all the time.
Marshall Bruce Mathers III
Bad Meets Evil'
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Journeys end in lovers' meeting.' ... But the real journey - the journey of adventure itself - is frequently another matter: often gray, often loverless, often demanding from the secret soul of the adventurer spirit and inspiration, lest the blood turn cold in sick dismay, and the brain cloud under its weight of nostalgia.
Katherine Cecil Thurston
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I thought: this is how you make a human being. A human being is beautiful and sick. A human being glitters and starves.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Whooping cough is not a mild disease. Whooping cough, before the vaccination, could make you very, very sick. First of all, there was a chance you could die from it - small chance, not a big chance. You would be coughing and coughing. It wouldn't last for a few days, like a cold.
Anthony Fauci
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He was sick with lust and mesmerized with regret
Joseph Heller
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My mother got down sick in 53 and she lived with me, an invalid, until she passed away in 1961. And during the time she was staying with me sometime I would be worked so hard I couldn't sleep at night.
Fannie Lou Hamer
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I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.
Horace Greeley
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God has identified himself with the hungry, the sick, the naked, the homeless; hunger not only for bread, but for love, for care, to be somebody to someone; nakedness, not for clothing only, but nakedness of that compassion that very few people give to the unknown; homelessness, not only just for a shelter made from stone but for that homelessness that comes from having no one to call your own.
Mother Teresa
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The train skimmed on softly, slithering, black pennants fluttering, black confetti lost on its own sick-sweet candy wind, down the hill, with the two boys pursuing, the air was so cold they ate ice cream with each breath.
Ray Bradbury
