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Sick Quotes - Page 55

This Day, whate'er the Fates decree; Shall still be kept with Joy by me: This Day then, let us not be told, That you are sick, and I grown old

Jonathan Swift, Sir Walter Scott (1814). “The Works of Jonathan Swift: Miscellaneous poems”, p.500

The paper, the stapler, the staples, the tape. It makes me sick. Physical things. Forty years of loving someone becomes staples and tape.

Jonathan Safran Foer (2013). “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel”, p.230, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt