Quotes About Suffering

Men have always fought their misery with dreams. Although dreams were once powerful, they have been made puerile by the movies, radio and newspapers. Among many betrayals, this is the worst.

He felt like an empty bottle that is being slowly filled with warm, dirty water.

He sees that the majority of letters are profoundly humble pleas fpr moral and spiritual advixe, that they are inarticulate expressions of genuine suffering. He also discovers that his correspondents take him seriously. For the first time in his life, he is forced to examine the values by which he lives. This examinatin shows him that he is the victim of the joke and not the perpetator.

When we have unconflicted self-esteem, joy is our motor, not fear. It is happiness that we wish to experience, not suffering that we wish to avoid. Our purpose is self-expression, not self-avoidance or self-justification. Our motive is not to "prove" our worth but to live our possibilities.

All his life long, he had been learning how to be wretched, as one learns a foreign tongue; and now, with the lesson thoroughly at heart, he could with difficulty comprehend his little airy happiness.

The relationship between those who have burned the most fossil fuels and those who will suffer the most from a warming climate is perversely inverted. The inversion is both chronological (younger generations pay for their elders' emissions) and socioeconomic (the poor suffer what the rich deserve).

She doesn't let anyone see it...but on the other side of that door, I somehow get the feeling that she's quietly falling apart.

If it were that simple...to change yourself completely...no one would suffer. But even so...this is hope. Even if it was just a tiny bit...I definitely felt it.

You know," she murmured, "we're all heading straight to hell." "Yes," said Masako, giving her a bleak look. "It's like riding downhill with no brakes." "You mean, there's no way to stop?" "No, you stop all right - when you crash.

Now I realised that the least deluded of all woman was the prostitute. That marriage was the system built on the most cruel suffering for women.

Oleh karena dunia penuh dusta, ia harus membayar harganya dengan kematian.

Empathy during agony is a portion of divinity.

Our afflictions brothers and sisters often will not be extinguished, they will be dwarfed and swallowed up in the joy of Christ. That's how we overcome, most of the time. It's not their elimination, but the placing of them in that larger context.

Most of our suffering comes from sin and stupidity; it is, nevertheless, very real, and growth can occur with real repentance. But the highest source of suffering appears to be reserved for the innocent who undergo divine tutorial training.

When we feel so alone, we cannot presume to teach him who, at the apogee of his agony, trod "the winepress alone" anything about feeling forsaken.

We could not learn love in the abstract any more than we could learn patience and the other cardinal virtues. Just as we cannot know the "fellowship of his sufferings" without suffering, we also come to know real fellowship with our fellowmen only by serving them.

A man who sets out to become an artist at the mile is something like a man who sets out to discover the most graceful method of being hanged. No matter how logical his plans, he can not carry them out without physical suffering.

Without the threat of suffering, we can't experience true joy.

When we speak of "branding" today, we should remember that it was at one time literal: with a hot iron pressed against human flesh.

Apathy in the face of continual violence is something someone who has never lived through a war cannot understand.

Is it fair to have given us the memory of what was and the desire of what could be when we must suffer what is?

you thank your heavenly father for giving you strength to stand up to his trials and figure there must be a plan behind it all, a reason for so much pain and you just…go on.

We can bring in all the guns and drugs we need and bring out all the bodies of people we don't.

I now know that my pain is not more sacred, my suffering is not more noble, and the injustice I endure is not more ill-deserved than someone else's.