“I've had a million setbacks along the way--from kiln fires burning down buildings to shipping disasters--that should have put me out of business, or at least left me lying in the fetal position on my bed for a few days. Luckily, though, I've never for one second thought that I had any other option than to just keep going.” WayShouldLyingLeftMillionsFirePositionBuildingBedShould HavePerseveranceDisasterBurningKeep GoingSetbackSecond ThoughtsShippingFire BurningBurning Down Author:Jonathan Adler
“I have seen how patients with arthritis, crippled for years, have left their crutches and beds and walked.at the biological clinics (Europe). After a few days or weeks of simple and harmless treatments, the pain from which they suffered for years disappeared and their joints became mobile and flexible again.” YearsPainLeftSimpleWeekBedEuropePatientTreatmentFlexibleJointsMobileCrippledCrutchesClinicArthritis Author:Paavo Airola
“I am constantly astonished by the people, otherwise intelligent, who think that anything so complex and delicate as a marriage can be left to take care of itself. One sees them fussing about all sorts of lesser concerns, apparently unaware that side by side with them often in the same bed a human creature is perishing from lack of affection, of emotional malnutrition.” PeopleThinkingHumansCareLeftSidesEmotionalBedCreaturesConcernIntelligentComplexesAffectionTake CareDelicateMalnutritionPerishingFussing Author:Robertson Davies
“Mystery fiction is, after all, a substitute for tranquilizers, strong drink, and bad, if diverting, companions. One slips into bed ... onto the train ... into the chair in the sickroom ... and is suddenly transported to a place where light fights dark and wins. When the story's over, one is left without a hangover, without remorse. Can any other opiate make that claim?” IfsStoriesLightFightingWinningLeftStrongDarkFictionMysteryDrinkBedClaimsTrainChairsCompanionSubstitutesSlipsRemorseHangoverOpiatesStrong Drink Author:Mary Cantwell
“It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be thirty; more touching to be forty; tragic to be fifty; and heartbreaking to be sixty. As to seventy, as to eighty, one would feel as one did during the last dance of a ball, tired but fey in the paling dawn, desperately making the most of each bar of music before one went home to bed.” FeelsHomeLastsYoungLeftBedMusic IsBallsTiredBarsDawnThirtyFiftyTragicFortyTouchingSixtySeventiesEightyHeartbreakingBe YoungFeyLast Dance Author:Rose Macaulay
“He says-him as was here just now-'When Tom shut up the house, mate, to go to rack, the beds was left, all made, like as if somebody was a-going to sleep in every bed. And if you was to walk through the bedrooms now, you'd see the ragged mouldy bedclothes a heaving and a heaving like seas. And a heaving and a heaving with what?' he says. 'Why, with the rats under 'em.'” IfsMadeHouseLeftSleepWalksSeaBedEmsMatesTomsBedroomShut UpRatsGoing To SleepSpookyRacksRagged Book:Christmas Stories from Source: Christmas Stories from