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Issues Index | Next => I'm sure you have noticed the absence of your daily dose of quotes from Van. Well, he has been down with a nasty bug that has turned his sinuses and lungs into guava jelly. He is finally able to spend a little time in the office now, but won't be back to putting out the quotes for a couple more days. So here, to tide you over are a few thoughts on illness.
Now I am beginning to live a little, and feel less like a sick oyster at low tide. Every body's heart is open, you know, when they have recently escaped from severe pain, or are recovering the blessings of health. I hereby confess The sad truth is that there is no point to getting sick when you're a grown-up. You know why? It's because being sick is about you and your mother.... Without that solicitous hand on your forehead, there is no one to confirm that you are really sick. Sickness, like sex, demands a private room, or at the very least, a discreet curtain around the ward bed. Would you like to see quotes like these in your mail tomorrow morning? Our 10,000 loyal subscribers hate to miss a day, perhaps you should sign up now! No cost or obligation, just be open to the enlightenment waiting for you among our 22,500+ quotes.
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