Quotes About Suffering

I'm tired, Pari. You can scold me another time. The whipping post isn't going anywhere.

The suffering, the despair in this place, is like a wave. It rolls out of every bed, smashes against the moldy walls and swoop back toward you. You can drown in it

Kembali ke Kabul bagaikan bertemu kembali dengan seorang teman lama yang telah terlupakan dan mendapatinya hidup menderita, jatuh miskin dan menggelandang.

A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bare to lose.

it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place. But

The hallway's walls are covered now with posters, of dinosaurs, cartoon characters, the Buddhas of Bamiyan, and displays of artwork by the orphans. Many of the drawings depict tanks running over huts, men brandishing AK-47s, refugee camp tents, scenes of jihad.

Then,mercifully darkness.

Potevo solo concludere che per alcune persone, in particolare per le donne, il matrimonio, anche infelice come questo, può costituire una fuga da un'infelicità ancora più grande.

But I hope you will heed this: A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

Ora so che ci sono persone che sentono l'infelicità con la stessa inevitabilità con cui altre amano: in segreto, con intensità e senza rimedio.

always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

Pero espero que prestes atención a lo siguiente: el hombre sin conciencia, sin bondad, no sufre. Espero que tu sufrimiento llegue a su fin con este viaje a Afganistán.

The loss was hard on Hassan—it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

Intotdeauna e mai dureros sa ai si sa pierzi, decat sa nu fi avut deloc.

questa vita che ci impone di sopportare dolore dopo dolore anche quando abbiamo superato ogni soglia di sopportazione.

I think of him now, ragged and lost, staggering across a desert, the path behind him littered with all the shiny little pieces that life has ripped from him.

Each snowflake was a sigh heaved by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. All the sighs drifted up in the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. As a reminder of how women suffer.

A lot of kids died. Dysentery, TB, hunger—you name it. Mostly, that damn dysentery. God, Laila. I saw so many kids buried. There's nothing worse a person can see.

Seseorang yang tidak memiliki kesadaran, tidak memiliki kebaikan, tidak akan pernah menderita.

This was the illness my father was carrying around with him.

Perhaps, they reasoned, the poor, stringent lives

Une isha si nje pacient qe nuk i thote dot mjekut se ku i dhemb, por vetem qe ka dhembje.

If the blanket of man's fate has been woven black, even the waters of Zam Zam and Kausar cannot wash it white.

I was scarcely aware of the angry hands scratching and pulling at me from all directions. Instead, I closed my eyes and wished silently for death to free me.