Quotes About Suffering

Cheever started rocking back and forth, shaking, and Cambridge made an unhappy little sound. "Oh, son. Pain makes you selfish, did you not know that?

God, my son was wounded as he fought forces beyond his control. He's a good boy, and he works hard to do what's right, and we love him very much. We ask that you care for him, and heal his wounds if it is your will, and care for his soul if it is not. May the one who blessed our ancestors, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel, and Leah, bless and heal Ellery Joseph Cramer.

And…." Oh! Kelly's boy was crying. Crying so hard he couldn't breathe. Crying so hard he could barely talk! Kelly's arms were sprained at the shoulders, because two guys had held them behind him and he'd struggled, oh, he'd struggled so fucking hard. Carefully he raised his hand to cup Seth's cheek and saw the bruises, then felt his stomach go cold. "Seth? Seth… mijo. What did you do?

Cheever was silent then, appalled, because it sort of hit him. He was going through hell, but his brother had already been there. And his brother was mad because Cheever had gone and foisted his hell on somebody else.

Some people got family, and those people I can get behind. But none of us—not you, or me, or hell, Kaden, who's the best man I know—can go out and change the fucking world without a lot of pain and suffering. So it's okay that's not how this started. What matters is that you ended it.

Amal regarded him with that steady adult expression, the new one that had come after the former administration had destroyed everybody's innocence and COVID had taken their hope. "Just tell me where to apply," he said.

have the Nazis killed?" she asked, voice dripping with venom. "My uncle's family, I assume," Nate told her, his blood running cold. He had

There is no cure for hell," she said softly. "There's only showing it to other people so they can share the burden.

Crick had arrived and stumbled into the house, intent on rest and quiet before he killed himself to escape the pain.

Because the songs that don't make the listener feel like barbed wire is ripping through their chest make them feel like someone's stitching up the wound with a rusty needle and a bottle of scotch for the pain. It's

Until this moment he'd never realized that Seth did that because being here on planet Earth hurt. Oh Seth. All those times you were so dreamy—except when you were playing music. Or with me. Did the world hurt so very much?

Deacon thought he'd felt like Death shit him out and served him as the dog's breakfast before… well, now he knew how it felt when the dog threw him back up and buried him in guilt.

Here. Motrin and water. You'll feel better. Or you'll throw up. Either way you'll feel better.

Even Pain pricks to livelier living.

The Wheel of the Sun" I beg you Hide your face from me. Draw the tissue of your head-gear Over your eyes. For I am blinded by your beauty, And my heart is strained, And aches, Before you. In the street, You spread a brightness where you walk, And I see your lifting silks And rejoice; But I cannot look up to your face. You melt my strength, And set my knees to trembling. Shadow yourself that I may love you, For now it is too great a pain.

No mother can tolerate seeing her children hurting. To know that she was the cause of their suffering was the worst part, far worse than the pain, and she hated herself for it.

Through the years, I've never met an emotionally mature man or woman of God who has not traveled through a period of great suffering. With God as our touchstone, suffering builds hope and humility. I've learned that each human being must sooner or later decide if they want to be cool or deep. I'm putting my money on deep.4

The suffering of mental illness, whether for the afflicted or for their families, is typically marked by isolation. When people desperately need to experience the love and empathy of their fellow human beings and to know that their Creator has not abandoned them, many reach out and are shocked to touch the church's painfully cold shoulder.

We all had our miseries. But to despair was to wish back for something already lost. Or to prolong what was already unbearable. -Suyuan

When the Bible mentions righteous couples suffering from infertility, a conception is not far behind.

Did you die last night only to be reborn with dawns light? Into this skin you wear. Eyes that can't see. Ears that can't hear. A mind that holds no truth. You died but forgot to leave. The past crawls into the present, birthing the future. Shell-shocked. Shell locked. And all the answers. On the inside. Your mind mirrors. A kaleidoscope. You inside you inside you.

i too suffer from dreams.

Le invitaban a vino, tal vez deseaban oír sus quejas, sus lamentaciones, su odio. Pero no podían oirlo («porque tal vez nada de esto existe. Nada más que soladad o indiferencia, nada más que una corteza de hombre, triste caparazón»).

Making the ungrateful grateful will bring tears to your eyes, tears of blood bleeding from the heart.