Quotes About Suffering

Ever since history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery has been the garment of the human race.

But then again...perhaps the whole human race is cursed, and I'm simply in the lower echelon and therefore lose everything first.

Everything burned, everyone lied, and no one paid for it but the ones in the muck.

All humor is rooted in pain.

Humor was a good way to hide the pain.

Why don't Jews drink? It interferes with their suffering.

Man. Being mostly dead is hard on a guy.

A large number of deaf, crippled and blind people are afflicted solely through the malice of the demon. And one must in no wise doubt that plagues, fevers and every sort of evil come from him.

Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde is a metaphor for alcoholism. He drinks a potion, becomes a monster. I know exactly how he feels.

Good news is, we're annoying him. Bad news is, we're all going to die painfully.

Jesus was a good guy, he didn't need this shit.

Billions of years before twelve step groups, God committed shotgun suicide. Today wall scrapings share His gratitude stories.

...flames moved towards himand dropped within-singed and marred his tender skin ...(the frightful plight tale)

God picked me to be his punching bag...so who am I suposed to pray to for mercy?

Human skin hisses like a rattlesnake when it burns.

The way I'd put it, " said Makin, "is that Rike can't make an omelet without wading thigh deep in the blood of chickens and wearing their entrails as a necklace.

The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.

We suffer more in imagination than in reality.

There is more pain from holding on to the thought of pain than there is in the situation itself. If you let the world strike you, it will do so less cruelly than your own imagination.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.

Must then a Christ perish in torment in every age to save those that have no imagination.

Let none count themselves wise who have not with the nerves of their imagination felt the pain of the vivisected.

When you suffer, don't speak. Look inside and listen for the duaa He inspires in you. and then ask Him. Again and again. Don't stop.

If to be feelingly alive to the sufferings of my fellow-creatures is to be a fanatic, I am one of the most incurable fanatics ever permitted to be at large.