Old Age Is a Terminal IllnessUniversal-Publishers, 2006 - 188 sidor Dr. Alma Bond provides insight into one of the greatest challenges of life: conquering the fear of death. Using her own experiences with the deaths of loved ones, Dr. Bond constructed a Old Age is a Terminal Illness in a style similar to Sigmund Freud's Interpretation of Dreams in order to overcome her fear of death. As a published author, Dr. Bond's goal is to pass her experiences on to all those who need to conquer the same fear in order to live the rest of their lives to the fullest. |
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... writer's block. Neither consultations with colleagues, talking with friends who were still alive, nor time itself seemed to speed along the healing process. I still felt wretched and was unable to write. Whenever I experience a conflict ...
... writer's block. Neither consultations with colleagues, talking with friends who were still alive, nor time itself seemed to speed along the healing process. I still felt wretched and was unable to write. Whenever I experience a conflict ...
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... writing this journal will cast some light on the unknown and bring me to terms with my fear of dying. But then it's not dying itself that bothers me. I can live with that. The truth is I don't want to be dead! I feel like Woody Allen ...
... writing this journal will cast some light on the unknown and bring me to terms with my fear of dying. But then it's not dying itself that bothers me. I can live with that. The truth is I don't want to be dead! I feel like Woody Allen ...
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... write what might be my last book. But then I do these things anyway. It seems less and less like a bargain. There must be something good about dying; Kingsley Amis7 found something he liked about it: Death has got something to be said ...
... write what might be my last book. But then I do these things anyway. It seems less and less like a bargain. There must be something good about dying; Kingsley Amis7 found something he liked about it: Death has got something to be said ...
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... writer has an antibody against illness and pain. What a good idea, I think. So I pull out my neglected notebook from under the pile of Victoria's Secret silk underpants and determine to write the “narrative” of my journey to the grave ...
... writer has an antibody against illness and pain. What a good idea, I think. So I pull out my neglected notebook from under the pile of Victoria's Secret silk underpants and determine to write the “narrative” of my journey to the grave ...
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... writer . It has taken me seventy years to fashion all this , and now it seems I am fit only as a target for the Grim Reaper . Isn't this the real despair of the human condition , that whatever our value to humankind we must go the way ...
... writer . It has taken me seventy years to fashion all this , and now it seems I am fit only as a target for the Grim Reaper . Isn't this the real despair of the human condition , that whatever our value to humankind we must go the way ...
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Jungs Hypothesis of Life after Death | 47 |
Shirley Syms is Calling Me | 55 |
Joan Simonton | 63 |
Anna Schwarz | 71 |
Jill Bronson | 85 |
New Friends Old Friends and the Depleted | 99 |
Kendall Kane | 125 |
Finale | 167 |
Bibliography | 177 |
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Sida 55 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream ; but what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
Sida 116 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Sida 20 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Sida 159 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Sida 10 - And speech, and wind-swift thought, and all the moods that mould a state, hath he taught himself; and how to flee the arrows of the frost, when 'tis hard lodging under the clear sky, and the arrows of the rushing rain; yea, he hath resource for all; without resource he meets nothing that must come: only against Death shall he call for aid in vain; but from baffling maladies he hath devised escapes.
Sida 144 - Everything that man does in his symbolic world is an attempt to deny and overcome his grotesque fate. He literally drives himself into a blind obliviousness with social games, psychological tricks, personal preoccupations so far removed from the reality of his situation that they are forms of madness — agreed madness, shared madness, disguised and dignified madness, but madness all the same.
Sida 133 - THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM There's an elephant in the room. It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it. Yet we squeeze by with, "How are you
Sida 17 - ... his old pants. There'll be in his pockets Things he used to put there, Keys and pennies Covered with tobacco; Dan shall have the pennies To save in his bank; Anne shall have the keys To make a pretty noise with. Life must go on, And the dead be forgotten; Life must go on, Though good men die; Anne, eat your breakfast; Dan, take your medicine; Life must go on; I forget just why.
Sida 9 - It's not that I'm afraid to die. I just don't want to be there when it happens.