Quotes About Suffering

Oh Dear God! Why wouldn't you allow those two consuming fires to be only one? Why do you allow only fires aliens of each other to unite? Why God?

Nevertheless, love was given to us not only as fulfilment, as ideal, but as suffering, hopelessness, despair too.

Only then man will raise his eyes to the sun that caressed with its rays so many millennia of frustration and anguish, of absurd and uncertainty, of lack of power and suffering. He will hail the sun and the stars and everything that surrounds him knowing they are all vanity of vanities. Vanity of vanities that will give man a meaning! This vanity of vanities will tell the man that he truly dreams his own Illusion of Life, that he finally found the meaning!

The love of justice in most men is simply the fear of suffering injustice.

For most men the love of justice is only the fear of suffering injustice.

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.

For it is the suffering flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that lovers perpetuate upon the earth. Love is at once the brother, son, and father of death, which is its sister, mother, and daughter. And thus it is that in the depth of love there is a depth

Love consists not in feeling great things but in having great detachment and in suffering for the Beloved.

The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.

And now, I am dying beyond my means.

Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.

Love brings pain, And Pain brings beauty.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

I have felt it and lived it and now it leaves me here, love is the ultimate pain and joy, without it you die with it you perish.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

Hell, madam, is to love no longer

I can't carry this in my heart ... for it's tearing me apart

The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most.

Falling in love is so hard on the knees.

Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.

We're always looking at this love through the eyes of the person who is suffering because of this love.

Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed.

But love's a malady without a cure.