Quotes About Suffering

Given the choice of Hollywood or poking steel pins in my eyes, I'd prefer steel pins.

Empathy should not be contingent on our proximity to suffering or the likelihood of it happening to us. Rather, it should stem from a disdain that suffering is happening at all.

When I stepped up a division I can remember suffering the worst fatigue I had ever felt. I noticed it massively.

You want to know about the place called Hell?" he asked the curious animal. "There is no Hell," he said. "Hell is in here." He touched the raw, pink skin of his chest with the tips of his fingers. "And it will forever brun inside me for what I have done.

Religious liberty is the chief cornerstone of the American system of government, and provisions for its security are embedded in the written charter and interwoven in the moral fabric of its laws. Anything that tends to invade a right so essential and sacred must be carefully guarded against, and I am satisfied that my countrymen, ever mindful of the suffering and sacrifices necessary to obtain it, will never consent to its impairment for any reason or under any pretext whatsoever.

By what right did we lure children to their deaths, caught by a glint of light on metal, a trumpery banner?

Comparison, more than reality, makes men happy or wretched.

All commend patience, but none can endure to suffer.

And the word ??????????is a deep word, signifying to suffer with us until we are relieved. And this affection, thus stirred up, is it which moves him so cordially to help us.

To each his suff'rings: all are men,Condemn'd alike to groan,The tender for another's pain,Th' unfeeling for his own.Yet ah! why should they know their fate,Since sorrow never comes too late,And happiness too swiftly flies?Thought would destroy their paradise.No more; where ignorance is bliss,'Tis folly to be wise.

a horribly protracted death that would stretch into the indefinite future, a death not in one month or two or even three but one that might go on and on, with the whole process of dying getting worse every single day for years and years and years.

These purblind Doomsters had as readily strownBlisses about my pilgrimage as pain.

Happiness was but the occasional episode in a general drama of pain.

Life is nasty, brutish, and short

The life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

O men, with sisters dear!O men, with mothers and wives!It is not linen you're wearing out,But human creatures' lives!

With fingers weary and worn,With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat in unwomanly ragsPlying her needle and thread—Stitch! stitch! stitch!In poverty, hunger, and dirt.

We are unhappy, he explained, because we are slaves to our desires. Extinguish desire and suffering goes with it. If people could be taught that the physical or phenomenal world is illusion, then they would cease their attachment to it, thereby finding release from their self-destructive mental bondage.

Extinguish desire and suffering goes with it.

The only medicine for suffering, crime, and all other woes of mankind, is wisdom. Teach a man to read and write, and you have put into his hands the great keys of the wisdom box. But it is quite another thing to open the box.

I have seen enough of one war never to wish to see another.

What kind of God is this who permits or sends such tragedy into the lives of his friends? Job complained bitterly about his pitiful condition. But would he have learned who God is unless he had gone through the shattering experiences that brought to an end his naive conception of how God functions? The greatest fruit of the night of spirit is the disposition that is willing to accept God on his own terms. As a result, one allows God to be God without knowing who or what that is.

The head that once was crowned with thorns Is crowned with glory now.

To you I speak with much hesitation about suffering. . . . But there is an introduction to suffering which comes with the birthpains of Love. And in such suffering one finds for the first time how deep and profound is the nature and meaning of life. And in such suffering one sees, as if one's eye were newly opened upon a blinding light, . . . And there too is suffering, but there, above all, is peace and victory.