A Quote by Richard Schickel

This is a soul under perpetual migraine attack. — © Richard Schickel
This is a soul under perpetual migraine attack.
That no one dies of migraine seems, to someone deep into an attack, an ambiguous blessing.
I've come to understand that migraine is a part of the personality. I have migraine troughs. These often follow high productivity. I have a hypo-manic phase, then I'll crash.
Right there is the usefulness of migraine, there in that imposed yoga, the concentration on the pain. For when the pain recedes, ten or twelve hours later, everything goes with it, all the hidden resentments, all the vain anxieties. The migraine has acted as a circuit breaker, and the fuses have emerged intact. There is a pleasant convalescent euphoria.
Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links, Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks, Under the look of fatigue, the attack of migraine and the sigh There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye.
May we now all rise and sing the eternal school hymn: "Attack. Attack. Attack Attack Attack!"
The Court explained the problem with his writings (People v. Ruggles. 1811.): an attack on Jesus Christ was an attack on Christianity; and an attack on Christianity was an attack on the foundation of the country; therefore, an attack on Jesus Christ was equivalent to an attack on the country!
Perpetual anticipation is good for the soul but it's bad for the heart.
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
If you think about it seriously, all the questions about the soul and the immortality of the soul and paradise and hell are at bottom only a way of seeing this very simple fact: that every action of ours is passed on to others according to its value, of good or evil, it passes from father to son, from one generation to the next, in a perpetual movement.
This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours!
I think I would be happy in that place I happen not to be, and this question of moving house is the subject of a perpetual dialogue I have with my soul.
Prayer is the human response to the perpetual outpouring of love by which God lays siege to every soul.
We can depend on the world being a perpetual surprise in perpetual motion.
Nobody ever defended anything successfully, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
People who are against me attack me personally. They attack the way I look physically, they attack the way I dress, they attack everything but what I say.
Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
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