Quotes About Suffering

Many people you believe to be rich are not rich. Many people you think have it easy worked hard for what they got. Many people who seem to be gliding right along have suffered and are suffering.

Tvoje p?edpoklady o život? druhých lidí p?ímo souvisejí s tvou naivní nabub?elostí. Mnozí lidé, o nichž si myslíš, že jsou bohatí, nejsou bohatí. Mnozí lidé, o nichž si myslíš, že to mají v život? snadné, museli tvrd? pracovat. Mnozí lidé, kte?í zdánliv? jen tak proplouvají životem, trp?li a stále ješt? trpí.

He taught you how to love like you've never loved before. He taught you how to suffer like you've never suffered before. Perhaps the next thing he has to teach you is acceptance. And the thing after that, forgiveness.

This is to be expected. It is as it should be. Though we live in a time and place and culture that tries to tell us otherwise, suffering is what happens when truly horrible things happen to us

Crawling in my skin These wounds, they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real

Doctor Janey, expert in giving pain.

What point was there otherwise to the suffering he had gone through? What point to his grandfather's death on the very night before his operation? It was a warning, a cautionary call that life was short, too short to be wasted.

For index now as he stretched forth Derwent, arrested, cried, "Dost bleed?" Touching the naked skin: "Look here— A living fresco!" And indeed, Upon the fore-arm did appear A thing of art, vermil and blue, A crucifixion in tattoo, With trickling blood-drops strange to see...

Pain of mind is worse than pain of body.

The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed... licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.

A great war leaves the country with three armies — an army of cripples, an army of mourners, and an army of thieves.

Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron.

This world is not a Sunday School; it is a slaughter-house, and always has been. Peace or war, what does it matter? There is no such thing as peace, and never can be. Competition is just peaceful war with far more cruel weapons than either shot or shell. War is competition stripped of all disguise — without the velvet glove.

O! how many ghosts in a wound of war.

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain, And perish in our own.

Man performs, engenders, so much more than he can or should have to bear. That's how he finds that he can bear anything.

If you cain't bear no crosses, you cain't wear no crown.

Criminal Minds, All You Can Eat: "Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it."

Control sometimes hurts more than chaos.

It is not a case we are treating; it is a living, palpitating, alas, too often suffering fellow creature.

Get your money when the patient is in pain.

God uses suffering as a whetstone, to make men sharp with.

Maybe our stories aren't simply about suffering. And maybe life isn't separated neatly in to chapters. Maybe joy and heartache bleed together, spilling out in to the binding of each page. Because even when heartache doesn't have a clear beginning and end, we can be certain that neither does love, goodness, and joy. And maybe that is life and the truth of our stories; they aren't one thing or another. They are a glorious mess of it all.

As a culture, we seem to have an intolerance for suffering; we tend to want those who have experienced a loss of any kind to get on with their lives as quickly as possible. Often, by minimizing the impact of significant losses, pathologizing those whose reactions are intense, and applauding those who seem relatively unaffected by tragic events, we encourage the inhibition of our own grief.