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Someone who might-who did understand what it was like to be crippled at your very core, someone who was still climbing inch by inch out of that abyss.
She felt like an amputee, reaching out reflexively with an arm she no longer had.
There is nothing to be said for being crippled. You don't see the world better or clearer, nor do you develop some special set of skills by way of compensation.
Wheat-Thinned Slut Monkey.
Who'd deny a poor criple his cane?
If the cripple is you, then any man with sense.
FROG, n. A reptile with edible legs
But the hobbledehoy, though he blushes when women address him, and is uneasy even when he is near them, though he is not master ofhis limbs in a ball-room, and is hardly master of his tongue at any time, is the most eloquent of beings, and especially eloquent among beautiful women.
When disease took my legs, I eventually realized I didn't need them to lead a full, empowering life; Only True Disability Is in Our Mind.
A finger had to be cut, to save the hand.
I am not the paraplegic seated permanently in his chair or the able-bodied person on her feet. Identity for a hemiplegic is a shifty thing.
For those looking at me, meeting me for the first time, it is the body they see. I am labelled as disabled.
[Sarah has had the middle finger of her left hand amputated] and she says that when she types:
I can't rely on E,D, and C anymore. They go missing when I need them most. Pleased becomes please. Ecstasies becomes stasis.
Yesterday from my office window I saw a crippled girl negotiating her way across the street, her shoulders squarely braced. At each jerky movement her hair flew back like an annunciatory angel, and I saw she was the only dancer on the street.
I'm not going to be one of those amputees who dances and everyone finds inspiring. I'm not inspiring. I'm just me.
Right leg gone? Her right leg? She couldn't see anything except the man hanging over and a gold-coloured ceiling, high, high above. "This is a hospital?" she asked.
"No, no. A dating centre.
When we began filming, these people had legs, but as we were filming, they had been injured and they were brought to the hospital to have their legs amputated, and that's where we found them and asked them to come and be part of the film.
A chronic invalid has but one thought about his identity: He doesn't want to be a sick man. The rest of the discussion seems frivolous to him-an immense privilege of the healthy. Still, I'm a novelist, and so I pursue it.
If you're missing three or four limbs, you have special challenges going forward. And the last thing you want is to not be independent in your home.
A Vampire!" I stammered. Then I noticed her legs. Below the cheerleader skirt, her left leg was brown and shaggy with a donkey's hoof. Her right leg was shaped like a human leg was it was made of bronze. "Uhh, a vampire with-"
"Don't mention the legs!" Tammi snapped. "It's rude to make fun.
Being seduced by a man on crutches was an interesting experience.
A veteran of the gender wars.
A healer of others, himself diseased.
the kind of person who in one moment could guess, with breathtaking coldness, at the innermost sorrow in your heart, and in the next moment turn and, with a cheery wave of farewell, march blithely through a plate-glass window, requiring twenty-two stitches in his cheek.
What kind of idiot breaks all his bones at the precise moment his damsel needs him the most?
Let me alone: I have yet my legs and one arm. Tell the surgeon to make haste and his instruments. I know I must lose my right arm, so the sooner it's off the better.
The next morning, the earth was strewn with debris from the windstorm the night before. An audience of trees looked down on severed limbs cast about the ground, their hunched and beaten postures reminding me of a congregation of amputees gathered in the wake of a war.
It is better to be handicapped in both arms and legs than to be crippled in the mind.
Like a starfish, the heart endures its amputation.
The man who can't do most things and won't do the rest
POKSI (Physically Okay but Socially Inept)
Lunar. Cyborg. Fugitive. Outlaw. Outcast.
The nurse is temporarily the consciousness of the unconscious, the love of life for the suicidal, the leg of the amputee, the eyes of the newly blind, a means of locomotion for the infant, the knowledge and confidence of the young mother, and a voice for those too weak to speak.
I fell and broke my pelvic bone in three places. So, I'm still sort of an invalid now.
No disability or dictionary out there, is capable of clearly defining who we are as a person.
What does disabled mean anyhow?
Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.
Some sort of psychopath, like a serial killer.
He had heard that people who had the toes chopped off one foot could not stand up, but fell over constantly until they learned to walk again. He felt like that, as if part of him had been amputated, and he could not get used to the idea that it was gone forever.
A capital patient, as she never died and never got well.
If a monkey has become a man - what may not a man become?
Eragon, you are only a cripple if you consider yourself one.
Disability is an art - an ingenious way to live.
A victim of the use of water as a beverage.
she'd had to get good at being crippled.
What is the politically correct term for 'retarded'?""I think the words you're fishing for are 'mentally disabled.' And no. I'm not mentally disabled.
I've had, you know, my leg chopped off.
Cut my legs off but don't take away my ability to think, dream, and write
He comes out in shorts and the same V-neck shirt. One of his legs from just below the knee is a prosthesis. It's made of a dark metal and has swirling, jagged patterns on it. I feel like I should have known this, but I've only seen him in pants because it's winter. "Sorry,
Tall and skinny, with arms and legs sticking out at odd angles, as if [they] were made of drinking straws instead of flesh and bone.
I'm not an advocate for disability issues. Human issues are what interest me. You can't possibly speak for a diverse group of people. I don't know what it's like to be an arm amputee, or have even one flesh-and-bone leg, or to have cerebral palsy.
I've crippled more people than polio.
What the hell am I?
A person born with an instinct for poverty.
A bind is when you're quadriplegic, suicidal about that and unable to persuade your best friend to murder you.
A pauper in the midst of wealth.
A mannequin? An unfeeling heartless bitch who feeds on others' misery and is physically incapable of crying, unless it's tears of blood?
Nothing in this world is more inspiring than a soul up against crippling circumstances who carries it off with courage and faith and undefeated character-nothing! See Light From Many Lamps, edited by L. E. Watson, article by H. E. Fosdick, pp. 93-94 re: a serious cripple who succeeded.
Who do you know who's lost a buttock?
Coward: One who, in a perilous emergency, thinks with his legs.
incurable lover of the grotesque
A pair of legs engineered to defy the laws of physics and a mindset to master the most epic of splits.
Life without limbs? Or life without limits?
What is the male equivalent of Bimbo?
I am a wire-walker. I can walk any time, anywhere - I'm indestructible.
I am somewhat handicapped in doing things with my hands.
Puny human body, my ass!
Mentally ill. It's a phrase that once scared me, but now I wear it like an old jacket, comfortable but ugly.
Here's a guy who can use his arms and legs at the same time.
People used to say to my friend Mary, a quadriplegic, 'You still have your mind.' She would say, 'I still have my body.' The world tells me to divorce myself from my flesh, to live in my head ... I didn't want to be fleshless.
they have to remove part of her leg."
"which part, upper or lower?
I'm a hero with coward's legs.
If you continue in this vein, I'll amputate your thumbs and big toes so that you'll reel through the rest of your life like a drunken orangutan.
And someone who is perpetually accidentally hot-gluing herself to the carpet, and who is sort of mentally unstable, but in an "At-least-I-still-remember-how-pants-work" kind of way (cough ... that'd be me).
I'm the bionic woman. I have a very strong constitution, and I take excruciatingly good care of myself.
I have not seen anywhere in the world a more obvious malformed person and miracle than myself. Through use and time we become conditioned to anything strange; but the more I become familiar with and know myself, the more my deformity amazes me and the less I understand myself.
I'm busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest; wish
All women are misfits. We do not fit into this world without amputations.
Somebody who never got over the embarrassing fact that he was born in bed with a lady.
Humans are not disabled. A person can never be broken. Our built environment, our technologies, are broken and disabled. We the people need not accept our limitations, but can transcend disability through technological innovation.
A man.
A really manly man with a lot of mannishness in his manliness.
Cripples are not the stuff of romance. Only Lord Byron, dragging his club foot, springs to mind as an exception to the rule, but such a failing in a man is regarded as interesting, even provocative, rather than disfiguring. Women must submit to a more exacting measure.
To a greedy eating horse a short halter.
As a disabled man, let my life be a reflection of the endless amount of ability that exists in each and everyone of us.
The athletic fool, to whom what heaven denied of soul, is well compensated in limbs.
Disqualified as a human being.
Amputees suffer itches, cramps and even severe pains in a leg that is no longer there. It can be the same with love ...
row of stitches.
We all learn how to use the bodies we're born with, or learn to use them in an adjusted state, whether those bodies are considered disabled or not.
Goddamn fatherfucking asshole politician moral paraplegic dipshit drag-queen bitch!
This is where the whole ape-descended thing reveals its worth, I thought madly. Sucks to be you, quadruped. Opposable thumbs - don't leave home without them.
someone who hates every bone in a woman's body except his own...
In English sometimes they call a mentally disabled person a retard, and there is a kind of accidental poetry in naming a human being with this quality of latency or absence, like a clock left behind in an empty room, a page someone forgot to rip out of a calendar, the walking embodiment of jet lag.
a fully flowered narcissist.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
Placing one foot in front of the other, I've climbed to higher lengths. Reaching beyond my own limitations, to show my inner strength. No obstacle too hard, for this warrior to overcome. I'm just a man on a mission, to prove my disability hasn't won.
[Mouse is] with us. The dog is a handicap-assist animal."
The kid lifted his eyebrows.
"My mouth is partially paralyzed," I said. "It makes it hard for me to read. He's here to help me with the big words. Tell me if I'm supposed to push or pull on doors, that kind of thing.
Doorman - a genius who can open the door of your car with one hand, help you in with the other, and still have one left for the tip.
Blind people do not need a name, I am my voice, nothing else matters.
You keep picking me up and carting me around," she muttered. "You know, when I'm not injured or drunk on my ass, I do have two perfectly functional feet."
"You are just so magnificently portable," he told her.
It's an objective fact that I am a double amputee, but it's very subjective opinion as to whether that makes me disabled.