Quotes About Suffering

Engano seu... Nenhuma guerra termina nunca.

Na guerra, os pobres são mortos. Na paz, os pobres morrem.

As in Job God died, so also in Christ will God be made alive.

As countless readers have pointed out, the Book of Job does not answer the question, "Why do bad things happen?" It does, however, tell us that humanity's most common answer to this question is wrong. Material misfortunes, the poet insists, do not trace back to moral choices in any way that human beings can evaluate. There

When describing Tarzan's killing habits, Burroughs is quite clear about what makes an ideal man: He killed for food most often, but being a man, he sometimes killed for pleasure, a thing which no other animal does; for it has remained for man alone among all the creatures to kill senselessly and wantonly for the mere pleasures of inflicting suffering and death.19

Is this a torture chamber?" Puck asked eagerly. "Listen to all the suffering! Isn't it cool?" "This is a dental office," the receptionist explained. "People come here to get a healthy smile." There was another groan. Puck laughed. "Sure! That guy sounds like he's smiling alright. Are you hiring?

Punishments included hanging by the thumbs, toes barely touching the ground; bucking and gagging, being trussed like a turkey with a bit cutting the mouth; spread-eagling on a spare wheel, mocking crucifixion; flogging; and branding.

sold for the price of a slave. And in a matter of hours they hoped he would die like a slave; on a cross. Clearly Jesus would die as a slave, nailed to the cross beam, but he would not die like a slave.

When scorn and ridicule come, we never have to bury our heads in our hands or lash out in hatred. Jesus has gone before. Because He endured the scorn for joy, we can too.

I think the idea that you can go this alone is - was a huge mistake. And unfortunately, there was a price paid in terms of suffering and pain for people in New Orleans.

What it must feel like to lie back with cut wrists in a warm bath, a voluptuous dwindling feeling.

It is trite to speak of a broken heart. Hearts are not broken; they continue to beat, the blood still courses, even in the bitter after-days of betrayal. but something is broken when pain beyond words is suffered; some connection that formerly existed with light and hope and bright mornings is severed, and can never be restored.

A body must bear what can't be helped.

What does it mean to regret when you have no choice? It's what you can bear. And there it is... It was death. I chose life.

She says that Our Lord told her, "if you want to be like Me, then take up your cross with love and joy.

Suffering pleases me for two reasons: because Jesus preferred suffering from his birth till his death on the cross. It must then be something very great since the All-Powerful One sought to suffer always. And suffering also pleases me because it is in the crucible of sorrow that souls are formed and because Jesus gives this gift to the souls He loves the most.

The pain in itself is not joy. It is simply pain. But the meaning of the pain, that is joy.

Of course it's not right. The Cross isn't right. But our Lord took it and turned it into the great sign that the devil hates above all other signs. Each time we accept to bear that cross and be nailed to it, believing against all believing - when it's impossible any longer to believe because of our pain - that's when we defeat him. By the blood of the Lamb!

I suspect that I shall be broken; I suspect that I shall finally live. Save me, Emily! Save me from this shattering we are pleased at times to call love.

Ow, ow, ow, Billy hurt! Billy wanna go home!

The entire world is infected. These times have bludgeoned the perceptions of man with so much horror that the mind recoils. Evil of such magnitude shakes existence to its very core. One either believes or he doesn't. We choose. My wife told me something surprising once.

In my faith we believe there is only one answer to the blows that evil inflicts on us. The answer is not a rational argument. The answer is a man. This man is God himself suffering with us, dying with us, so that he might draw us up to the Most High, confounding all the devices of the enemy.

I cannot read souls as well as Don Matteo does, but I see that in your past you have suffered from that great wound which afflicts modern man." "Which is. . .?" "The temptation to absolute despair.

My belief is that our willingness to undertake the struggle within our damaged natures is the very thing that broadens and deepens our capacity to love. If all conflict is removed, if all suffering is removed, are we not left with sentiment and sensuality?