Get Well Soon Quotations
Sickness always brings the soul nearer to God. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book. ~Irish proverb
I wondher why ye can always read a doctor's bill an' ye niver can read his purscription. F'r all ye know, it may be a short note to th' druggist askin' him to hit ye on th' head with a pestle. ~Finley Peter Dunne, "Mr. Dooley on Drugs," in McPike's Bi-Monthly, 1907
To array a man's mind and will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine. ~Henry Ward Beecher, 1867
The best six doctors anywhere—
And no one can deny it—
Are Sunshine, Water, Rest and Air,
Exercise and Diet.
These six will gladly you attend,
If only you are willing,
Your mind they'll cheer,
Your ills they'll mend,
And charge you not one shilling.
~"Doctors Six," c.1921
If you're going through hell, keep on going. ~Author unknown, modification of an anonymous quotation from around the 1940s [quoteinvestigator.com]
Hope is the physician of each misery. ~Irish proverb
I would make good health catching, instead of disease. ~Robert G. Ingersoll, The Gods, 1872
Let your strongest muscle be the will. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Seven Seventy Seven Sensations, 1897
Health and cheerfulness are brothers. ~Proverbs by William Hardcastle Browne, 1900
The brain forgets much, but the lower back remembers everything. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
The trouble about always trying to preserve the health of the body is that it is so difficult to do it without destroying the health of the mind. ~G. K. Chesterton, 1929
If you mean to keep as well as possible, the less you think about your health the better. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, in The Atlantic Monthly, July 1890
Know then, whatever cheerful and serene
Supports the mind supports the body too...
~John Armstrong, M.D., The Art of Preserving Health, 1744
Your body is a beautiful manifestation powered by spirit. ~Mike Dolan, @HawaiianLife, tweet, 2009
Friend o' Mine: I should like to send you a sunbeam, or the twinkle of some bright star, or a tiny piece of the downy fleece that clings to a cloud afar. I should like to send you the essence of a myriad sun-kissed flowers, or the lilting song, as it floats along, of a brook through fairy bowers. I should like to send you the dew-drops that glisten at the break of day, and then at night the eerie light that mantles the Milky Way. I should like to send you the power that nothing can overthrow — the power to smile and laugh the while