Quotes About Suffering

Obras de Pema Chödrön:

Here is what Murakami has to say about running, which can be applied to anything: Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. Say you're running and you think, "Man, this hurts, I can't take it anymore." The "hurt" part is an unavoidable reality, but whether or not you can stand anymore is up to the runner himself.

Those,e however, who have been emptied through suffering [cf. Phil. 2:7] no longer do works but know that God works and does all things in them.

They contemplate Christ's passion properly who look at it with a terrified heart and a despairing conscience.

If you saw a wounded person, torn and mangled, on the highway, the sight of so deplorable an object would fill you with compassion; the sight of your friends under the disease I am now speaking ought to move you much more, for it is tearing them to pieces every moment. Every moment it preys upon their vitals, and they are continually dying, yet cannot die.

Christ gives us all we need to draw nearer to him and enjoy him amid difficulties and blessings. We may get tired, but not despondent. We will be sad, but not hopeless. We will endure pain, but we will not give up. We will enjoy blessings, but not grow proud. We see that our lives do not consist only in what we have, how we feel, or what we have accomplished, but in who we are in Christ. This enables us to stand where we would once have fallen down.

We shouldn't be surprised when suffering and difficulty come our way; in fact, we should probably be surprised when they don't.

Paul and Silas sang hymns in the Philippian jail. You can only do that if you have remembered that your welfare and freedom are in the hands of an all-powerful God who is your Father. Much of the drama of God's people is a drama of identity.

History permits us to be responsible: not for everything, but for something... History gives us the company of those who have done and suffered more than we have.

Some believed that Satan had come to earth in human form as a party activist, his collective farm register a book of hell, promising torment and damnation.

The poet Czes?aw Mi?osz wrote in 1953 that 'only in the middle of the twentieth century did the inhabitants of many European countries come to understand, usually by way of suffering, that complex and difficult philosophy books have a direct influence on their fate.

Those who accept eternity politics do not expect to live longer, happier, or more fruitful lives. They accept suffering as a mark of righteousness if they think that guilty others are suffering more. Life is nasty, brutish, and short; the pleasure of life is that it can be made nastier, more brutish, and shorter for others.

Father Stalin, look at this Collective farming is just bliss The hut's in ruins, the barn's all sagged All the horses broken nags And on the hut a hammer and sickle And in the hut death and famine No cows left, no pigs at all Just your picture on the wall

Daddy and mommy are in the kolkhoz The poor child cries as alone he goes There's no bread and there's no fat The party's ended all of that Seek not the gentle nor the mild A father's eaten his own child The party man he beats and stamps And sends us to Siberian camps38

History gives us the company of those who have done and suffered more than we have.

At least 2,505 people were sentenced for cannibalism in the years 1932 and 1933 in Ukraine, though the actual number of cases was certainly much greater.82

there is nothing, in fact, which man cannot be forced to do by hunger and pain." Herling became convinced "that a man can only be human under human conditions." From

When there is no one with time to talk, no chance to find another approach, then we come to feel that we have to choose between pain and pills. [...] When painkillers work, that creates a particular danger, because then we can ignore the deeper sources of suffering. [...] Suffering and self medicating are both lonely activities; they feel like free choices, but they create an imbalance that leaves us in bondage.

Pain is always pain till death.

Non chiedere di avere una salute perfetta Sarebbe avidità Fai della sofferenza la tua medicina E non aspettarti una strada senza ostacoli Senza quel fuoco la tua luce si spegnerebbe Usa della tempesta per liberarti.

Crystalizing within Will was the realization that what he was being asked to participate in now was in a way no different, it was the awful conveyor belt of history, a butcher's carnival where ultimately no one innocent escaped, they lost their jobs and homes, or their throats were cut and they were dumped in bloody piles. The only ones who ever seemed to get away were the guilty.

Sam took another sip of the pruno. It went down smoother this time, possibly because he no longer had feeling in his extremities.

Pain Can Come to you through the ones You Love

My children will suffer in ways I fear I can foresee but am hopeless to prevent.