Quotes About Suffering

We have laboured long to build a heaven, only to find it populated with horrors.

Authority allows two roles: the torturer and the tortured. Twists people into joyless mannequins that fear and hate, while culture plunges into the abyss.

Tis Dante I prefer. In his Inferno he suggests the one true path from Hell lies at its very heart... ...and that in order to escape, we must instead go further IN.

As I come to understand Vietnam and what it implies about the human condition, I also realize that few humans will permit themselves such an understanding.

Soon there will be war. Millions will burn. Millions will perish in sickness and misery. Why does one death matter against so many? Because there is good and there is evil, and evil must be punished. Even in the face of Armageddon I shall not compromise in this. But there are so many deserving of retribution ... and there is so little time.

Crazed with helplessness, I cursed God and wept, wondering if He wept also. But then, what use are His tears, if His help was denied me?

Finally, faced with horrors both intolerable and unavoidable, I chose madness.

If we loved Steve Aylett , really loved him in the way that he deserves, a selfless love that genuinely wanted nothing save his happiness and comfort, we'd lobotomise him.

Truly, life is hell and death's rough hand our only deliverance.

Outside an ambulance begins to scream as if overwhelmed by the suffering it must forever carry in its belly.

Poverty was timeless and you could depend upon it. It was never out of fashion.

Opens I mouth, for make noise in I's hurt, and say of fire is come through I, and rise, and rise, with grits of bright, in neath of old black sky.

Ayr?ca köle rolü için yerli halktan bir sürü siyahi insan? iÅŸe alm??lar. Bural? olmayanlar?n o tad? vermediÄŸini düÅŸünmüÅŸler. Yani zaman?nda özgürlüÄŸüne kavuÅŸan kölelerin torunlar? ÅŸimdi tekrar köle olarak güzel para kazan?yor. Güler misin aÄŸlar m?s?n?

He went out of the door, and she watched him through the little window, walking slowly to the door of the church. Then she sat down at his table, and put her head on it, and was silent, with the patient suffering of black women, with the suffering of oxen, with the suffering of any that are mute.

We do what is in us, and why it is in us, that is also a secret. It is Christ in us, crying that men may be succoured and forgiven, even when He Himself is forsaken.

We are grateful for the saints, he says, who lift up the heart in the days of our distress. Would we do less? For do we less, there are no saints to lift up any heart. If Christ be Christ he says, true Lord of Heaven, true Lord of Men, what is there that we would not do no matter what our suffering may be?

When I go up there, which is my intention, the Big Judge will say to me, "Where are your wounds?" and if I say I haven't any, he will say, "Was there nothing to fight for?" I couldn't face that question.

Acababa de ver lo que queda de un hombre cuando a todo lo que es, a todo lo que cree ser, se le resta la mujer que ama.

El amor no abraza, pensaba Rímini: hiere. No inunda, se clava.

For what I did, I cannot atone. I can only suffer.

It hurts," she said.

The mathematical challenge of finding the greatest good can expand the heart. Empathy opens the mind to suffering, and math keeps it open.

Dear Child of God, I am sorry to say that suffering is not optional.

Refusal to accept the flow of the world is the root of all misery.