Quotes About Hurt

Denna is a wild thing," I explained. "Like a hind or a summer storm. If a storm blows down your house, or breaks a tree, you don't say the storm was mean. It was cruel. It acted according to its nature and something unfortunately was hurt. The same is true of Denna.

That was another lesson I had learned perhaps too well: people meant pain.

Esa era otra lección que había aprendido, quizá demasiado bien: la gente hacía daño.

Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.

The saying "time heals all wounds" is false.

when she felt around inside herself she found she had no crying left. She was full of broken glass and burrs.

These streets weren't dangerous, strictly speaking. Or rather, they were dangerous in a broken glass sort of way. Broken glass won't go out of its way to hurt you. You can even touch it if you're careful. Some streets are dangerous as frothing dogs, where no amount of care will keep you safe.

proud as a kicked cat.

it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.

Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.

No sabía con certeza de qué huía, a menos que fuera de la gente. Esa era otra lección que había aprendido, quizá demasiado bien: la gente hacía daño.

got presents. Trip gave me a belt knife with a leather grip, claiming that all boys should have something they can hurt themselves with.

Are you saying that you plan to blackmail the leaders of the world?" Sheriff said. "Blackmail is such an ugly word. It implies that we're doing something wrong for personal gain. What we're doing is holding off using information that could hurt these people as a thank you for them doing the right thing. Hardly the same thing at all," Paddy said.

It is a sin to hurt someone, so by avoiding violence we do not sin ourselves and by stopping an opponent from hurting us, we prevent him from sinning.

Never use hope to hurt someone.

The circumstances in which you get pleasure from pain are going to be rare. And this makes sense. As both Bentham and Darwin knew well, the hurt of pain is there to get us to stop doing certain things.

what about the bullies?' 'They're the worst thing in the world. It's a big circle. They hurt people. The people they hurt feel powerless and go on to hurt other people when they're able to. And the original bullies were once hurt themselves. The wheel keeps on turning. Unless you step off.

In some instances, you may care so much about the person who has hurt you, or be so unable to be angry with him (or with anyone), that you rationalize his hurtful acts by finding some basis in your own actions for his hurtful behavior; you then feel guilty rather than angry. Put in other terms, you become angry with yourself rather than with the one who hurt you.

Actions and words that flow from anger are generally going to be violent, physically, verbally, psychologically. Their purpose will be to hurt. For this reason, Buddhists hold that if you're trying to combine compassion with anger, you're kidding yourself. Anger opens the door to violence. And once you're violent, you've cut off your interconnectedness and profoundly jeopardized your ability to love.

Another reason is that the letters are almost always funny, offering readers the spectacle of some pompous self-celebrator given ample ironic room in which to parade his self-solicited hurt.

The gap in the fire which had opened up before him, so that the twisted grimace on the face of existence had become visible through the play of the flames, narrowed to disappear completely. His back hurt and he could hear darkness breathing audibly.

Was there anything quite so painful, so fraught with the possibilities of hurt, as gift giving within a family?

While others might feel manipulative, I feel powerless. Sometimes I just hurt so bad from the mean things that people do to me, real or perceived, or I'm so desperately feeling abandoned, that I withdraw and pout and go silent. At some point people get pissed off and fed up with that crap and they go away and then I'm left with nothing all over again.

The affair begun and ended, the damage done and the repairs under way, my battered heart on the mend. Because he would break my heart. I already knew that if nothing else.