Top 40 Terminal Quotes

There is nothing more painful than watching a child with a terminal disease.

Patients who face long odds and terminal illnesses do not always have access to the latest drugs in clinical trials. They don’t want to give up, but they don’t have years to wait for new drugs to receive FDA approval.

You know when you take a manager’s job it could be terminal. I was making sure there was enough in the bank to cover that, making sure myself and my family would be all right when I took the plunge.

I think those who have a terminal illness and are in great pain should have the right to choose to end their own life, and those that help them should be free from prosecution.

If I had terminal cancer, I had a few weeks to live, I was in tremendous amount of pain – if they just effectively wanted to turn off the switch and legalise that by legalising euthanasia, I’d want that.

I tell my kids and I tell proteges, always have humility when you create and grace when you succeed, because it’s not about you. You are a terminal for a higher power. As soon as you accept that, you can do it forever.

Write as if you were dying. At the same time, assume you write for an audience consisting solely of terminal patients. That is, after all, the case. What would you begin writing if you knew you would die soon? What could you say to a dying person that would not enrage by its triviality?

God, our genes, our environment, or some stupid programmer keying in code at an ancient terminal – there’s no way free will can ever exist if we as individuals are the result of some external cause.

Usually, the news out of Florida makes me feel like being black in Florida can be a terminal condition.

Try to know where the best ice cream is in any given airport terminal.

Yeah, my parents really valued education; they were both educators. But it was definitely true that I grew up in an area where a lot people didn’t go to college. A lot of people did two years, a kind of terminal two years at community college.

Mine’s called leptomeningeal carcinomatosis. It’s incurable. It’s terminal. And it’s in a tiny space – a huge area all around the brain and up and down the spine. But it’s small area where the spinal fluid is. It’s microscopic. You can’t see it. It isn’t lumps that they can say, ‘Oh we can zap that.’

Just like medicine anywhere else, I get to walk through life with people in the midst sometimes of their most difficult and challenging circumstances they’ve faced – a terminal diagnosis, bad news, poor prognosis – and also the most joyful times with people, like the birth of a new baby.

PTSD has a terminal side to it that calls for more urgency.

We have recently moved into an era when… everybody can share an inconceivably enormous amount of information just by stroking a few keys on a terminal.

The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity – love. And the story of a love is not important – what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.

I’m not even sure where home is. Probably Terminal 5. There is a strange sense of calm about arriving back at Heathrow.

My mother, father, stepmother and surrogate mother have all died of cancer; my best friend has got terminal cancer and at least five of my other friends have had cancer but survived it.

A reality that is electronic… Once everybody’s got a computer terminal in their home, to satisfy all their needs, all the domestic needs, there’ll be a dismantling of the present broadcasting structure, which is far too limited and limiting.

Palliative care is something that you don’t know you need until you’re in the space where you need it, either from someone who has a terminal disease, like my mother, or for people who live with chronic disease and have particular issues that need care.

Connecting with the kids is a great joy for me. I love meeting them backstage or at a signing event. I am overwhelmed when I meet kids who struggle with terminal illnesses.

All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation.

You can find me sleeping on the floor at Terminal B at the Atlanta airport any time.

It must be understood that, as adults, we are all terminal.

Much literary criticism comes from people for whom extreme specialization is a cover for either grave cerebral inadequacy or terminal laziness, the latter being a much cherished aspect of academic freedom.

I did not fully understand the dread term ‘terminal illness’ until I saw Heathrow for myself.

Going abroad to study as a teenager, and joining the United Nations at 22, confirmed my ease with the world of the frequent flyer. I saw the average airport terminal as a familiar haven, like a friend’s sitting room. But 9/11 changed all that.

We need to put undercover security armed people at the curbside of the terminal with the uniform of policemen. We need to protect the terminal. We need to protect the security checkpoint, the gate, the aircraft, the perimeter.

My father, Simon Hoggart, was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in June 2010. By this point, it had spread to his spleen and metastasised in his lungs and so was pronounced terminal.

Arguably Apple’s least successful core hardware product in decades, the Apple Watch could have been nursed along, like a terminal patient.

All individuals in all cultures use the same thirty basic moral categories, concepts, or principles, and all individuals in all cultures go through the same order or sequence of gross stage development, though they vary in rate and terminal point of development.

Sometimes the media gives us the impression that we are terminal patients, because of problems of global warmth or the ozone layer. And the people, they don’t understand that they can could change this situation for the better if they could act locally in a city.

We are all terminal.

While this has been a private part of my family’s life, it is now clear a media story will soon emerge. My father tragically ended his life while battling terminal cancer in 1979.

Depression can seem worse than terminal cancer, because most cancer patients feel loved and they have hope and self-esteem.

There is nothing I fear more than waking up without a program that will help me bring a little happiness to those with no resources, those who are poor, illiterate, and ridden with terminal disease.

We all have somebody in our lives, that however closely related or not, is affected by terminal illness and these amazing nurses, who often work through the night with people, not only suffering from a terminal illness but their families, they’re just extraordinary people.

I think everyone’s experience with a terminal disease is so deeply personal and unique to the person, the context in which they’re living and the relationships that they have.

We’re all terminal; none of us are getting out of this alive.

Actually, I have my own charity that I started that helps supplement families with terminal children.