Quotes About Suffering

I hate what you represent. ... Power without conviction. Isana replied, her tone lifeless, matter of fact. Ambition without conscience. Decent folk suffer at the hands of those like you.

Man. Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.

The only people who never hurt are dead.

I am somewhat proud of this, Mab's cold voice said. To be sure, the White Christ never suffered so long or so terribly as did this traitor. Three days on a tree. Hardly enough time for a prelude. When it came to visiting agony, the Romans were hobbyists.

It. Wasn't. Right. No, it wasn't. But the world wasn't a fair place, was it? And I had more reason to know that than most people twice my age. The world wasn't nice, and it wasn't fair. People who didn't deserve it suffered and died every single day. So what? So somebody ought to do something about it.

Life?" I suggested. She shrugged. "Desire. Loneliness. Joy. Pain." "Life," I said.

I've got blisters and muscle cramps in places not meant for the touch of anything but a beautiful woman, Max spat back sullenly. I've bitten my tongue so many times in the past three days that I whistle in musical chords when I exhale. And the smell isn't ever going to come out of my armor, I just know it.

There was a universe of pain residing in that ellipses.

He didn't mention the other part of the book. That following the heroes when they set out was the tenth member of their party. A broken creature who went through all the same dangers and trials, who had made a single bad choice and taken up a power he didn't understand - and who had become a demented, miserable, living nightmare because of it. In the end, he had been just as necessary to the overthrow of the darkness. But he sure as hell didn't enjoy his part.

I could taste the blood in my mouth, from where I had bitten into my tongue, and I either had to spit or swallow. I swallowed. No comments, please.

What the hell kind of Hell was this supposed to be?

All you have to do is to hold them until the cops get here, and then you can bleed to death in peace. Or get to a doctor. Whichever hurts less.

I smoothed a bloodied lock of hair from her eyes and felt very tired as I said, "The only people who never hurt are dead.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living.

Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.

Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed.

Every relationship ended. Sometimes it ended voluntarily with a break-up or an affair. Sometimes it ended with death. Only the lucky ones died together. Everyone else had to suffer through being a survivor. And she hated that term most of all.

Life is unfair, uncaring, and painful

Monsters are born of pain and grief and loss and anger. Your heart is full of them.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it. Pain is a part of life.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

The position must have been excruciating—it isn't every day that you get crucified and hung up as dinner for a monster, and you can't really train your muscles for it.

His feet still hurt horribly, but going back down the hill was easier than going up.

They didn't want to kill me. They wanted to hurt me. And they were good at it.