In writing, as in medicine, there are no short cuts. You need stamina.
ABRAHAM VERGHESEIn an emergency, what treatment is given by ear? Words of Comfort.
More Abraham Verghese Quotes
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What we need in medical schools is not to teach empathy, as much as to preserve it.
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I was taking care of people my age who were dying. The constant feeling, hearing from them, was that life is transient and can end very quickly, so don’t postpone your dreams.
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According to Shiva, life is in the end about fixing holes. Shiva didn’t speak in metaphors. fixing holes is precisely what he did.
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It’s an eerie feeling, as if my old mentor is not just in the room, but in my shoes, using me as his mouthpiece.
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No blade can puncture the human heart like the well-chosen words of a spiteful son.
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There is that lovely feeling of one reader telling another, ‘You must read this.’
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My VIP patients often regret so many things on their deathbeds. They regret the bitterness they’ll leave in people’s hearts.
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When I wake to the gift of yet another sunrise my first thought is to rouse him and say, I owe you the sight of morning.
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When a man is a mystery to himself you can hardly call him mysterious.
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Sandip Roy has broken new ground in this tale of the modern Indian family. A lovely read
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Not only our actions, but also our omissions, become our destiny.
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I have been the apprentice, paid my dues, and have just become master of my ship. But when I look down, why do I see the ancient, tarred, mud-stained slippers that I buried at the start of the journey still stuck to my feet?
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That’s the funny thing about America–the blessed thing. As many people as there are to hold you back, there are angels whose humanity makes up for all the others.
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He was teaching me how to die, just as he’d taught me how to live.
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I was angry with myself because I still loved her, or at least I loved that dream of our togetherness. My feelings were unreasonable, irrational, and I couldn’t change them. That hurt.
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