Quotes About Suffering

this is the one thing all migrants have in common, this is the solidarity that exists among them, though they all come from different places and different circumstances, some urban, some rural, some middle-class, some poor, some well educated, some illiterate, Salvadoran, Honduran, Guatemalan, Mexican, Indian, each of them carries some story of suffering on top of that train and into el norte beyond.

We have to help them. If the suffering of our friends means nothing, if those kids can't be allowed to see us, to see Mexico as it really is, then what are they even doing here? Are they just drive-by Samaritans?

Less than two weeks ago, dirt on the floor in her hallway was a thing that could annoy her. It's unimaginable. The reality of what happened is so much worse than the very worst of her imaginary fears had ever been.

This is not the kind of thing that happens, ever. Not even here. Do you know anyone else who's lost sixteen family members in one day?" Meredith glares at him, but he plows ahead. "We have to help them. If the suffering of our friends means

At sixteen, the adolescent knows about suffering because he himself has suffered, but he barely knows that other beings also suffer.

Nu se murea sub bombele englezilor È™i ale americanilor. Dar se murea încetul cu încetul, din nemâncare, din lips? de aer, din lips? de libertate, se murea pentru c? oamenii nu mai visau. Marea era doar o dung? albastr? în zare, printre palmieri, pe deasupra acoperiÈ™urilor roÈ™ii.

Symptoms, then are in reality nothing but the cry from suffering organs.

Nicicând pl?cerea nu adusese cuiva at?ta durere.

Is there anything more horrible than death?

History does seem to be just one long succession of murders, doesn't it?

Solitude is a luxury for the lucky. For people who don't have sick cats and lost ladybugs and very possibly dying loved ones to worry about. For people who don't have to worry about getting their hands dirty with the everyday goo of ordinary suffering.

One of my teachers at the psychoanalytic institute where I trained used to say, only half humorously, that 'the most important prerequisite for a vocation as a psychotherapist is a depressed mother'; based on my history, I think that a suffering but inaccessible father and a damaged sibling should be added to the list of qualifications.

God has always been hard on the poor.

When the rich wage war it's the poor who die.

For the painful essence of withdrawal does not reside in the present suffering it brings - withdrawal is painless on the level of the immediate moment - but in the prospect of suffering to come, the rich future that one can imagine one's torture enjoying.

To be grounded in an attitude of compassion is to be capable of receiving and welcoming the suffering, which the other is giving us. This does not mean that we suffer for them, but that we offer them possibility of going beyond the separate self in which suffering is harbored. (59)

W]e need not become fixated upon our own suffering, whatever its origin. We offer it up, thus participating in the well-being of the universe. When we experience an illness or depression not as our own but as the universe's, we are one with all beings who experience this kind of suffering. (78)

Pain is sometimes the cost of a meaningful existence. I can handle that.

Karma and hell and suffering aren't things in their own right but disturbances in this flimsy substance of false self. The problem isn't in the disturbing things but in the thing disturbed. The thing disturbed is the false thing and if it weren't there, there'd be nothing to be disturbed. Nothing to get pierced or burned or dried out. Nothing to be wounded or slain.

A common example of Spiritual Dissonance would be; If God loves us, why does He allow so much suffering? The certainty of God's love is the internal belief. The obviousness of human suffering is the external reality. Is God unable to end suffering? No, we must answer, because He can do whatever He wants. Therefore, He must allow or even cause suffering. But how can that be if He loves us? Something somewhere has to give or, preferably, we avoid asking the question in the first place.

The fear of no-self is the mother of all fears, the one upon which all others are based. No fear is so small or petty that the fear of no-self isn't at its heart. All fear is ultimately fear of no-self.

The death for the driver was egregiously bad: being impaled is never anyone's exit of choice.

Nothing's free in this world. Pain is.

His face was pure pain.