Dementia was like a truth serum. — Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
Dementia was like a truth serum. — Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
Dementia was like a truth serum. — Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
Dementia was like a truth serum. — Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
Dementia was like a truth serum. — Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
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Dementia was like a truth serum.

— Amy Tan, The Bonesetter's Daughter
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More “Dementia” Quotes

…wondering, not for the first time, if there was a kind of dark bliss built into dementia: an immunity from death and ab — Jonathan Miles, Want Not
My caregiver mantra is to remember 'The only control you have is over the changes you choose to make. — Nancy L. Kriseman, The Mindful Caregiver: Finding Ease in the Caregiving Journey
Caregiving will never be one-size-fits-all. — Nancy L. Kriseman, The Mindful Caregiver: Finding Ease in the Caregiving Journey
Many caregivers share that they often feel alone, isolated, and unappreciated. Mindfulness can offer renewed hope for fi — Nancy L. Kriseman, The Mindful Caregiver: Finding Ease in the Caregiving Journey
Never give up hope. If you do, you'll be dead already.-- Dementia Patient Rose in The Inspired Caregiver — Peggi Speer and Tia Walker
Like someone excitedly relating a story, only to find the words petering out, the path gets narrower the further I go, t — Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
Shut your mouth - there's a bus coming. — Linda De Quincey, Tommy's Tunnel: My grandad's story and his role in the Battle of Messines Ridge
I love you but I got to love me more. — Peggi Speers, The Inspired Caregiver: Finding Joy While Caring for Those You Love
And while a bald head and a looped ribbon were seen as badges of courage and hope, her reluctant vocabulary and vanishin — Lisa Genova, Still Alice
Many of us follow the commandment 'Love One Another.' When it relates to caregiving, we must love one another with bound — Peggi Speers
Was the dementia of old age a blessing in disguise? No more thoughts. No more damage inflicted. No more memories of dama — Janet Turpin Myers, the last year of confusion
Those whose lives have been an exercise in the pitting of their wits, or the selling of their talents, time and strength — Norah Houlton