Quotes About Suffering

Great pain, therefore, pain that arises to anguish, should be suffering so deadly, that past, present, and future are alike included in its grip, and no part of life is left sound and whole. Never afterwards can we think the same thoughts as before. Anguish engraves itself in ineffaceable characters on mouth and brow; it passes through us, destroying or relaxing the springs that vibrate to enjoyment, leaving behind in the soul the seeds of a disgust for all things in this world.

Alas! she is nothing now but a soul, a soul which beams upon her son and me; the body no longer exists; she has conquered suffering. Think what a spectacle for a father!

Himmel und Hölle sind zwei große Symbole und bezeichnen die beiden einzigen Punkte, um die sich unser Dasein dreht: Lust und Schmerz.

As for me, I'm not duped by his misfortunes; he doesn't look like a man who fails to get the best of things! Somebody finds him a good place, and there he is, leading the life of a Sardanapalus with a ballet-girl, and guzzling the funds of his journal; that costs the mother another twelve thousand francs! I don't care two straws for myself, but Philippe will bring that poor woman to beggary.

Il voyait le monde comme un océan de boue dans lequel un homme se plongeait jusqu'au cou, s'il y trempait le pied.

People suffer in their chests," said Rogron, who liked to hear himself harangue, "or they have toothache, headache, pains in their feet or stomach, but no one has pains everywhere. What do you mean by everywhere? I can tell you; 'everywhere' means nowhere. Don't you know what you are doing? — you are complaining for complaining's sake.

The true lover was suffering for the sins of the false. This inconsistency is unfortunately only to be expected so long as men do not know how many flowers are mown down in a young woman's soul by the first stroke of treachery.

Obey society?" cried the Marquise, with an involuntary shudder. "Eh! monsieur, it is the source of all our woes. God laid down no law to make us miserable; but mankind, uniting together in social life, have perverted God's work. Civilization deals harder measure to us women than nature does. Nature imposes upon us physical suffering which you have not alleviated; civilization has developed in us thoughts and feelings which you cheat continually.

have perhaps observed how feeling can bridge over the distances created by society. If we are inferior to you in intellect, we can be your equals in devoted friendship. By the temperature — allow me the word — of our hearts I felt myself as near my patron as I was far below him in rank. In short, the soul has its clairvoyance; it has presentiments of suffering, grief, joy, antagonism, or hatred in others.

Perhaps it is human nature to spare no torment when the victim accepts any suffering out of genuine humility, weakness or indifference.

they have tortured me for my sin of affection.

It is wonderful how you found the heart to do it! Such villainies demand a display of resource quite above the comprehension of those bourgeoises whom you laugh at and despise. They can give and forgive; they know how to love and suffer. The grandeur of their devotion dwarfs us. Rising higher in the social scale, one finds just as much mud as at the lower end; but with this difference, at the upper end it is hard and gilded over.

Let mental suffering be intense enough, and it becomes a sort of carminative.

Suffering is but another name for the teaching of experience, which is the parent of instruction and the schoolmaster of life.

"Why did you kill her?" the policeman in the rear seat asked…. "They shoot horses, don't they?" I said.

La locura, cuando se le estrujan los dedos, hace piruetas increíbles, que dan vértigos, y es fuerte como el amor y la muerte.

Era siempre la misma madre, pero ya envilecida por su propia alma vieja, la morfina y la pobreza.

Abusaba de la morfina, por angustiosa necesidad y por elegancia. Tenía treinta y siete años; era alta, con labios muy gruesos y encendidos, que humedecía sin cesar.

Acesta este infernul: eternitatea r?ut??ii, eternitatea erorii, imposibilitatea binelui, imposibilitatea r?scump?r?rii.

What is "love"? Is that... the true form of this agony? Is "love" the name you give to this pain?

the two wounded

Only people who suffer show the ravages of age.

So many unhappy women out there. Such a sea of female misery.

I shall give you hunger, and pain, and sleepless nights. Also beauty, and satisfactions known to few, and glimpses of the heavenly life. None of these you shall have continually, and of their coming and going you shall not be foretold.