Quotes About Suffering

Il dolore non tiene le distanze. Il dolore arriva a ondate, parossismi, ansie improvvise che ti tagliano le gambe e ti accecano e cancellano la quotidianità della vita.

In that instant I thought I grieved for James Jones, a man I never met, but I think I grieved for all of us: for Jones, for myself, for the sufferers of mean guilts and for their exorcists, for Robert E. Lee Prewitt, for the Royal Hawaiian Hotel and for this golden nitwit who believed eternity to be a psychic science.

August comes on not like a month but like an affliction.

No em clavis un sermó; els sermons són desoladors perquè son un ranxo, igual per a tothom, quan cada u sent el seu mal com a únic i intransferible.

La meva salut és excel·lent, però estic carregat de romaços com una criatura malaltissa.

Why does life hurt so much, Cai?' Gwenhwyfar asked despairingly. 'It always hurts for those who feel deeply,' he replied. 'It is the price we must pay.' 'It would be nice sometimes not to care.' 'Easier, certainly. But would it really be worth it?

Somehow the anticipation of pain can be even more troubling, more a misery than the pain itself.

Sometimes survival is the worst alternative there is

As it turned out, hell wasn't watching the people you love get hurt; it was coming in during the second act, when it was already too late to stop it from happening.

You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.

She felt a cage coming down around her; too late she realized that he had her trapped by the heart. And like any unwilling animal that was well and truly caught, she could escape only by leaving a piece of herself behind.

That's why we read fiction, isn't it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we're not the only ones?

I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

Was there a language of loss? Did everyone who suffered speak a different dialect?

I have always envied people who believe strongly in religion, people who could face a tragedy by praying and know that it would be all right. As unscientific as it seems, well, it would be nice to lay the responsibilities and pain on someone else's larger shoulders.

Yes, she is. He looks at me, his face carved in pain. She is dying, Sara. She will die, either tonight or tomorrow or maybe a year from now if we're really lucky. You heard what Dr. Chance said. Arsenic's not a cure. It just postpones what's coming. My eyes fill up with tears. But I love her, I say, because that is reason enough.

If there's something as good as [him] in my life, I'm going to pay for it.

As it turns out, you can function while your heart is being torn to shreds.

How could you not want to draw breath one more day? How could your own life be such a cheap commodity? But then I started to understand: when your existence is hell, death must be heaven.

But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?

I believed the reason there was a God was to prevent such atrocities from happening to the same person twice. But nothing prepared me for this: I have done what I've sworn I could never do; I have become my own nightmare... I have lost control.

Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels. But. Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood. It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.

Dylan Jerome, the lawyer admits, wanted to sue God for not caring enough about him.

There are all sorts of losses people suffer—from the small to the large. You can lose your keys, your glasses, your virginity. You can lose your head, you can lose your heart, you can lose your mind. You can relinquish your home to move into assisted living, or have a child move overseas, or see a spouse vanish into dementia. Loss is more than just death, and grief is the gray shape-shifter of emotion.