Cripple Quotes

Quotes tagged as "cripple" (showing 1-14 of 14)
Stefan Zweig
“A lame creature, a cripple like myself, has no right to love. How should I, broken, shattered being that I am, be anything but a burden to you, when to myself I am an object of disgust, of loathing. A creature such as I, I know, has no right to love, and certainly no right to be loved. It is for such a creature to creep away into a corner and die and cease to make other people's lives a burden with her presence.”
Stefan Zweig , Beware of Pity

Elizabeth Smart
“Yesterday from my office window I saw a crippled girl negotiating her way across the street, her shoulders squarely braced. At each jerky movement her hair flew back like an annunciatory angel, and I saw she was the only dancer on the street.”
Elizabeth Smart, The Assumption of Rogues and Rascals

Jerry Lewis
“Pity? [If] you don't want to be pitied because you're a cripple in a wheelchair, stay in your house!”
Jerry Lewis

Israelmore Ayivor
“Hopelessness is advance failure in a disguised envelope. People are crippled to have bed-ridden dreams just because they don't believe they can take progressive steps with those dreams.”
Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Some people wouldn’t still be sane, if they were not religious or superstitious; some wouldn’t be disabled or dead.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“We injure ourselves by wishing; continous inaction cripples the soul.”
Paul Bamikole

Israelmore Ayivor
“Too much hurry will bury your goals. Too much haste will make you waste. Too quick race will cripple your pace. Be patient.”
Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Ladder

Israelmore Ayivor
“You may have been born on the rubbish damp. But be careful not to believe that the rubbish damp was born in you! Your environment may try to set conditions that may attempt their fingers on crippling you. But you got to stand and say "I thank you Lord that I am rising against and above my limitations”
Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

Israelmore Ayivor
“Never let disappointments cripple you down. Be success-conscious.”
Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

Maya Angelou
“I'll never know why it was important to him that the couple (he said it later that he'd never seen them before) would take a picture of the whole Mr. Johnson back to Little Rock.

He must have been tired of being crippled, as prisoners tire of penitentiary bars and the guilty tire of blame. The high topped shoes and the cane, his uncontrollable muscles and thick tongue, and the looks he suffered of either contempt or pity had simply worn him out, and for one afternoon, one part of an afternoon, he wanted no part of them.

I understood and felt closer to him at that moment than ever before or since.”
Maya Angelou.

George R.R. Martin
“Then I am not a dwarf. My father will rejoice to hear it.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

W. Somerset Maugham
“There was something so benign and so friendly in the lady's manner that Catalina felt impelled to tell her sad story. It had happened when they were bringing in the young bulls for the bull-fight on Easter Day and everyone in the town had collected to see them being driven in under the safe conduct of the oxen. Ahead of them on their prancing horses rode a group of young nobles. Suddenly one of the bulls escaped and charged down a side street. There was a panic and the crowd scattered to right and left. One man was tossed and the bull rushed on. Catalina running as fast as her legs would carry her slipped and fell just as the beast was reaching her. She screamed and fainted. When she came to they told her that the bull in his mad charge had trampled over her, but had run wildly on. She was bruised, but not wounded; they said that in a little while she would be none the worse, but in a day or two she complained that she could not move her leg. The doctors examined it and found it was paralysed; they pricked it with needles, but she could find nothing; they bled her and purged her and gave her draughts of nauseous medicine, but nothing helped. The leg was like a dead thing.”
W. Somerset Maugham