Quotes About Suffering

Lately, Sunja wanted to hold babies. How wonderful it would be not to have to worry about a war or having enough food to eat, or finding shelter. Solomon and Phoebe wouldn't have to labor the way she and Kyunghee had, but could just enjoy their children.

If you love anyone, you cannot help but share his suffering.

A woman's life is endless work and suffering. There is suffering and then more suffering. It's better to expect it, you know

For a woman, the man you marry will determine the quality of your life completely. A good man is a decent life, and a bad man is a cursed life—but no matter what, always expect suffering, and just keep working hard. No one will take care of a poor woman—just ourselves.

Of course she is! Sunja-ya, a woman's life is endless work and suffering. There is suffering and then more suffering. It's better to expect it, you know.

A woman's life is endless work and suffering. There is suffering and then moer suffering. It's better to expect it, you know.

He would continue to suffer with love.

All her life, Suja had heard this sentiment from other women, that they must suffer- suffer as a girl, suffer as a wife, suffer as a mother- die suffering, Go-saeng- the word made her sick. What else was there besides this? Should she have taught her son to suffer the humiliation that she'd drunk like water? In the end, he has refused to suffer the conditions of his birth. Did mothers fail by not telling their sons that suffering would come.

Did mothers fail by not telling their sons that suffering would come?

Her mother used to say a woman's life was suffering, but that was the last thing she wanted for this sweet girl who had a quick, warm smile for everyone.

It wasn't even one of those stoic pimples that goes quietly when you pop it; this one was cystic and painful and had roots that seemed to extend into my brain.

Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.

There is an underbelly of terror to all life. It is suffering, it is hurt. Deep within all of us are intense fears that have left few of us whole. Life's terrors haunt us, attack us, leave ugly cuts. To buffer ourselves, we dwell on beauty, we collect things, we fall in love, we desperately try to make something lasting in our lives. We take beauty as the only worthwhile thing in this existence, but it cannot veil cursing, violence, randomness, and injustice.

is bound by pratityasamutpada, the twelve-membered chain of causality. And the first link in this chain is ignorance. Ignorance starts the chain that binds the soul to the cycle of rebirth and suffering. Only when ignorance is overcome (through learning what the events in our lives have to teach us!) can we liberate ourselves from starting the cycle yet one more time and so finally achieve nirvana.

Your God would never punish you for being a human being: this life itself is your penance...But it is also more than that: it is a crucible for transformation. Each trial, every loss, is an opportunity for you to meet suffering with love and make of it an offering, a prayer. The minute you lift your pain like a candle the darkness vanishes, and mercy comes rushing in to heal you.

Two plus three is five, check the email, one plus seven is, check the email, eight, check the email, which comes to a total of, who the hell am I anyway, eighty five. This is how he dismembers his day, in the most painful way, moment by moment. A bigger man would just shoot it, put it out of its misery.

People love to make life harder than it has to be.

It had not occurred to me that it would get this bad, that indignity would dance upon bloodshed.

el orgullo del que se sabe en posesión del mundo verdadero, del que sabe que precisamente la nada, la muerte y la putrefacción, las ruinas y las heces y la mugre, el sufrimiento y las atrocidades son la verdad, que el mundo es un infierno en el que florece el moho precario del paraíso, ilusorio como la pelusa de un diente de león.

O singur?tate cum nu poate tr?i nici un om în viaÈ›a real?, care-È›i rupe oasele ca un animal s?lbatic, îmi sfârteca organele interne.

We increase our suffering through our attempts to avoid it

When we psychologize human suffering, we narrow our focus to the individual—perhaps in order to be less overwhelmed by the sheer enormity of human suffering, which, in the modern era, has reached a crescendo of atrocity. In doing so, we lose the connection to anything larger than our family of origin. The sense or meaning we give to pain keeps us stuck in a kind of narcissistic individualism that paradoxically fuels neurosis and emotional suffering.

Finding the power of the sacred, not despite suffering, but in the midst of it: This is the alchemy of dark emotions. Through this alchemy, grief moves us from sorrow for what we've lost to gratitude for what remains. Fear of life's fragility is transformed to the joy of living fully, with openness. And even despair becomes the ground of resilient faith - not just an opiate for our pain, but a profound commitment to life as it is.

aversion to suffering only worsens it.