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“Tell me what you will of the benefactions of city civilization, of the sweet security of streets-all as part of the natural upgrowth of man towards the high destiny we hear so much of. I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found. If the death exhalations that brood the broad towns in which we so fondly compact ourselves were made visible, we should flee as from a plague. All are more or less sick; there is not a perfectly sane man in San Francisco.”

Source: John Muir, in His Own Words: A Book of Quotations

“Dearest Lord, may I see you today and every day in the person of your sick, and, whilst nursing them, minister unto you. Though you hide yourself behind the unattractive disguise of the irritable, the exacting, the unreasonable, may I still recognize you, and say: "Jesus, my patient, how sweet it is to serve you.”

May Persons Stills Today Jesus Behinds Lord Sweet Sick Patient Illness Ministers Disguise Nursing Unreasonable Unattractive

Book:Mother Teresa: Essential Writings

Source: Mother Teresa: Essential Writings

“Sick I am of idle words, past all reconciling, Words that weary and perplex and pander and conceal, Wake the sounds that cannot lie, for all their sweet beguiling; The language one need fathom not, but only hear and feel.”

Needs Feels Past Lying Language Sound Sweet Sick Idle Weary Fathom

Author:George du Maurier

“Intimacy without commitment, like icing without cake, can be sweet, but it ends up making us sick.”

Love Ends Sweet Commitment Sick Intimacy Cake Icing

Book:I Kissed Dating Goodbye: A New Attitude Toward Relationships and Romance

Source: I Kissed Dating Goodbye: A New Attitude Toward Relationships and Romance

“Through neglect, ignorance, or inability, the new intellectual Borgias cram hairballs down our throats and refuse us the convulsion that could make us well. They have forgotten, if they ever knew, the ancient knowledge that only by being truly sick can one regain health. Even beasts know when it is good and proper to throw up. Teach me how to be sick then, in the right time and place, so that I may again walk in the fields and with the wise and smiling dogs know enough to chew sweet grass.”

Source: On stage: a chrestomathy of his plays

“Or perhaps a widow found him and took him in: brought him an easy chair, changed his sweater every morning, shaved his face until the hair stopped growing, took him faithfully to bed with her every night, whispered sweet nothings into what was left of his ear, laughed with him over black coffee, cried with him over yellowing pictures, talked greenly about having kids of her own, began to miss him before she became sick, left him everything in her will, thought of only him as she died, always knew he was fiction but believed in him anyway.”

“There are many days when all the awful things that happen make you sick at heart, when the path before you is so steep you can’t bear to look. Not even love can rescue a person from that. Still, enveloped in the twilight coming from the west, there she was, watering the plants with her slender, graceful hands, in the midst of a light so sweet it seemed to form a rainbow in the transparent water she poured.”

Looks Heart Persons Stills Hands Light Happens Form Water Path Sweet Bears Sick Plant West Awful Midst Twilight Rescue Rainbow Transparent Steep Slender

Book:Three plays

Source: Three plays

“It was the sick and decaying who despised the body and earth and invented the heavenly realm and the redemptive drops of blood: but they took even these sweet and gloomy poisons from body and earth. They wanted to escape their own misery, and the stars were too far for them.”

Body Wanted Earth Stars Blood Sweet Sick Misery Realms Poison Heavenly Despised Gloomy

Book:The Portable Nietzsche

Source: The Portable Nietzsche

“Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?" I asked. My voice broke twice. He didn't push me away. He pulled me tight against his ice-hard chest, so tight it was hard to breathe, even with my lungs securely intact. "I know exactly what you mean," he whispered. "But we have lot of reasons to be happy. For one, we're alive." "Yes," I agreed. "That's a good one." "And together," he breathed. His breath was so sweet it made my head swim.”

Knows Mean Made Hard Reason Together Voice Alive Sweet Right Now Sick Breaths Breathe Ice Broke Swim Chests Lungs Reasons To Be Happy Pushing Me Away

Author:Stephenie Meyer

“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.”

Two Lost Black Boys Air Sweet Wind Cold Sick Breaths Train Ice Hills Cream Candy Ice Cream Fluttering Confetti

Book:Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel

Source: Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel

“...and once at Hana's house, when we stole some blackberry liqueur from her parents' liquor cabinet and drank until the ceiling started spinning overhead. Hana was laughing and giggling, but I didn't like it, didn't like the sweet sick taste in my mouth or the way my thoughts seemed to break apart like a mist in the sun.”

Source: Delirium: The Complete Collection: Delirium, Hana, Pandemonium, Annabel, Raven, Requiem

“Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor? Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest. Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart. Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself.”

Source: Four Tragedies: Hamlet, Othello, King Lear, Macbeth