Quotes About Hurt

I thought you'd like it, he said, seeming hurt. You look very pretty.

Please, he whispered. His voice was low but clear. Don't hurt me anymore. Attolia recoiled. Once, as a child, she'd thrown her slipper in a rage and had knocked an amphora of oil from its pedestal. The amphora had been a favorite of hers. It had smashed, and the scent of the hair oil inside had lingered for days. She remembered the scent still, though she didn't know what in the stinking cell had brought it to mind.

Oh, Lady, said the woodcutter, my hurt is overwhelming because it is someone else's pain that makes me cry.

I live because I have to. You will hurt, you will bleed, you will be betrayed as I have been betrayed. You will survive. And you must learn to control your power.

He was the one who'd made her this way. He'd turned her into this person sitting next to him, a beast with venom in her veins. She was forced to sharpen her edges into needle points because of him.

I saw people who were hostile; they had felt so much hurt that hostility was their only defense against being crushed again.

We're so careful to see that no one gets hurt. No one, that is, but ourselves.

they had felt so much hurt that hostility was their only defense against being crushed again.

It's not what we don't know that hurts us," people say. "It's what we believe is true that isn't that does the damage." There

Sometimes, the things we do to protect ourselves turn on us and hurt us. They become self-destructive. Many codependents are barely surviving, and most aren't getting their needs met. As counselor Scott Egleston says, codependency is a way of getting needs met that doesn't get needs met. We've been doing the wrong things for the right reasons.

We're so careful to see that no one gets hurt. No one, that is, but ourselves. —AL-ANON MEMBER

Feeling hurt does not have to be so frightening. We do not have to work so hard to avoid it. While hurt feelings aren't as much fun as feeling happy, they are, still, just feelings.

Most codependents are reactionaries. We react with anger, guilt, shame, self-hate, worry, hurt, controlling gestures, caretaking acts, depression, desperation, and fury. We react with fear and anxiety. Some of us react so much it is painful to be around people, and torturous to be in large groups of people.

Better, I thought, not to touch at all than to touch and bring hurt upon myself and others. Better to do nothing than to make a move and have it be the wrong one. But even deciding to not touch or to be nothing is a decision, Vanyel, and by deciding not to touch, so as to avoid hurt, I then hurt those who tried to touch me.

Every time people give me presents, it just makes trouble. He thought of his Naming Day party, and the gift from his Uncle Alfrin that had actually started all this. Especially if it's books. Someone gave me a book as a present once. Then you'll know exactly what to do with these. Come on. Don't be shy. You'll hurt my feelings.

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me? Even my parents treat me like I'm stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?

I came to theory because I was hurting—the pain within me was so intense that I could not go on living. I came to theory desperate, wanting to comprehend—to grasp what was happening around and within me. Most importantly, I wanted to make the hurt go away. I saw in theory then a location for healing.

To me the family has always been that place of familiarity that holds and hurts us.

individuals feeling connected to someone through the process of cathecting insist that they love the other person even if they are hurting or neglecting them. Since their feeling is that of cathexis, they insist that what they feel is love.

She wanted me to bear witness, to hear again both the naming of her pain and the power that emerged when she felt the hurt go away.

This faulty thinking often shapes our adult perceptions of love. So that just as we would cling to the notion that those who hurt us as children loved us, we try to rationalize being hurt by other adults by insisting that they love us.

Let me begin by saying that I came to theory because I was hurting - the pain within me was so intense that I could not go on living. I came to theory desperate, wanting to comprehend - to grasp what was happening around and within me. Most importantly, I wanted to make the hurt go away. I saw in theory then a location for healing.

trained my son to be a warrior, and I was proud of him, but Stiorra puzzled me. She was my youngest, and it hurt to look at her because she so resembled her dead mother; she was tall and lithe and had her mother's long face, the same black hair, the same dark eyes, and the same grave expression that could light into beauty with a smile. I did not know her well because I had