Jadranka

“I zaista, takve bolesti neprilagođenosti na fizičku i društvenu sredinu kao što su anoreksija i agorafobija pogađale su i pogađaju nesrazmerno veliki broj žena. Oboleli od anoreksije – gubitka apetita, samonametnutog gladovanja – prvenstveno su mlade devojke. Od agorafobije – straha od otvorenog ili “javnog” prostora – obično oboljevaju osobe ženskog pola, najčešće sredovečne domaćice, kao što je slučaj i sa oboljevanjem od obogaljujućeg reumatoidnog artritisa.”
― Susan Gubar, The Madwoman in the Attic: The Woman Writer and the Nineteenth-century Literacy Imagination

“I would like so much to be the freest of free women: so free that I would even be liberated from the painful sensation of being liberated. I would like to be so freely free that I would never even think to say to myself: "How free I am!”
― Hélène Cixous, The Book of Promethea

“While a puzzle can be solved with just one or two missing pieces, pain is much more complicated, and talking about pain, especially chronic pain, as if it has an easy answer can be irresponsibly deceptive. Morris suggests that by understanding pain as a mystery, we can respect its complexity and recognize the alienating experience of living in pain. “Mysteries,” he writes, “introduce us to unusual states of being… mysteries disturb the world we take for granted.”
― Amy Berkowitz, Tender Points

“Da bi preživjeli, mi sebi pričamo priče koje ne uključuju bolest. Naši heroji umiru na bojišnici, ne od kronične boli. Dijareja nikada ne dospijeva u mit. U tragedijama nema menstrualnih grčeva. Sindrom iritabilnog crijeva je začudno odsutan iz žanra trilera. Patnja ima svrhu, slavodobitna je, plemenita, zaslužena, autoritativna – Ajax pada na svoj mač, Julija uzima otrov, Jane Eyre umire u vatri, Prometej plaća za svoje prijestupe jetrom. Nisu uzrokovane zemaljskim neugodnostima poput izostanka zdravstvenog osiguranja, krivim dijagnozama, dugim redovima u apotekama, prestanku protoka vremena u čekaonicama, ili simptomima koji zahtijevaju da ležimo u nepomičnom položaju dok sati i sati puze.”
― Johanna Hedva, How to Tell When We Will Die: On Pain, Disability, and Doom