Disability Quotes Novels & Stories

He jeered. Maya simpered, and with a low, tight and controlled voice, she said. "Some people are crippled on their feet, which is physical but do you know the worst kind of people? Those that are crippled in their brain and cannot think straight." Her fist tightened as she smirked, her tone sharp, laced with disgust and hatred. "And do you know what? You fall into that category of people!"

Not after everything that happened two years ago. Before I could stop it, the words from that night flashed in my mind. “You know, I once read a quote in a book that said, ‘Weakness is a disease. If you don’t treat it, if you don’t cut it out of your life, it will consume you whole. And in the end, you’ll be the only one who suffers.’ So, Mr. Stranger, do you know what I think? Even if you die here— even if you jump, you’re the only one who will truly be gone. Everyone else will eventually move on with their lives. That’s how the world works. It’s cruel to the victims, even after death. So why don’t you live and prove everyone wrong? You said you were weak so why don't you live and become po

“No, I’m not Michael. I’m trying to understand what you mean and how you see things. Remember, I don’t have the luxury of thinking about things like you do. It’s just how it is.” “I want a life with you. I can’t explain the reason to you. But I like the idea of having a family with you. I get it, you’re scared. I understand you’re afraid to pass this on to our children. It’s not a disability, it’s a unique way of living. There should be no problem, as I’m willing to help provide that.”

"Stella, you have to know that you must be optimistic and have a good mentality to recover." "I promise you that I will ask the best expert to give you a consultation. You will be well." "No, my legs are numb. My legs, I'm disabled. I'm not married yet. I'm not married yet. What should I do? What should I do?" Stella cried badly. Jepherson held her hand and said, "You are beautiful and very talented. You will be fine. This is not a problem. Stella, you need to be strong." Stella kept crying and looked at Jepherson with a pair of pitiful eyes. "Jepherson, someone harmed us, someone brought harm to us."

“I was an athlete. Now I’m nothing.” It certainly wasn’t the first time she’d heard someone in his position make such an utterance, and the personality usually dictated how she responded. Sometimes, it called for tough love; other times, a lighter, soothing touch was more likely to get through to someone. A combination of the two might reach Bennet. She took his hand in hers, her other one still on his chest. She should pull it away, but didn’t. “You aren’t broken, and you’re a lot luckier than many people in the world. I think, with hard work, you can walk again. And if not, there are all kinds of sports for people in wheelchairs too.” “Not car racing, mountain climbing, or triathlons.”

he said to himself and he parked his car, “he remained sitted In the car while his mind was wandering around, “now what can handicap child do? he asked, “definitely nothing, the person that can not talk or move from one place to another, just complete handicap, he can't talk, he can't hear, and to crown It all, he can't walk” he said while tears dripping down from his eyes, “ Is this a punishment from the Almighty, Is this the repercussions of what I did to Marianna, Is this a repercussions of what Nancy did to Marianna In my office?“ he asked,

I was amazed at the exaggerated story that his father told him, always naming his father Daniel, and respectfully remembering Alicia, and I loved that about him; his simplicity, his ease, and the place he gave to each one. What can I tell you? He was like that, a man who had suffered so much, until his wounds bled, but he never gave up, simply because he knew that at the end of the story it could be different, that was his hope. My Dylan had been a man who was bound to a wheelchair, as anyone can be bound to some circumstance, but at the end of the road it's a different story if you decide to change it. And I am not saying with this that everyone with a disability can get out of them, becaus

“Who told you your life is over? Just because you can’t walk doesn’t mean your career is over. You don’t need to walk to write. You can do it from the comfort of your home.” “What about interviews?” Natalie asked, her voice uncertain. “As long as you’re alive, going to interviews for your books won’t be a problem. Haven’t you seen RJ Mitte? He didn’t give up despite having cerebral palsy. You shouldn’t give up on life, even if it feels like life has given up on you. Keep striving; miracles are just hard work in disguise.” Natalie smiled, grateful. “Thank you. What’s your name? I’ve seen you a few times with Richard Hernandez, but I never caught your name.”

I feel his hands on mine which catch me by surprise " Yes, I believe you can do whatever it is you set your mind to, and I will always be next to you" my heart suddenly skips a beat, I hold my chest, what's this feeling?. can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination” — Jimmy Dean. “When everyone else says you can't, determination says, YES YOU CAN.” — Robert M. ... “Disability cannot stop me from becoming a complete personality” — Samyak Lalit.

She sat in a wheelchair, her smile small. I gestured for her to speak, and she acknowledged me with a slight nod. “My name is Lenora,” she began. “I had an accident when I was eleven and have been permanently disabled ever since. I’m honestly tired of working for people who mistreat me because of my condition. I want to have my own business but capital is my problem.” A lump formed in my throat at her words. I nodded, meeting her gaze. “I understand, Lenora. And disability should never stop you from aiming for the stars.”