Quotes About Suffering

Why attack God? He may be as miserable as we are.

Creation is a nightmare spectacular taking place on a planet that has been soaked for hundreds of millions of years in the blood of all its creatures.

Man is naturally humble, naturally grateful, naturally guilty, naturally transcended, naturally a sufferer; he is small, pitiful, weak, a passive taker who tucks himself naturally in a beyond of superior, awesome, all-embracing power.

To suffer one's death and to be reborn is not easy." And it is not easy precisely because so much of one has to die.

This is the terror: to have emerged from nothing, to have a name, consciousness of self, deep inner feelings, an excruciating inner yearning for life and self-expression, and with all this yet to die.

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

Do you suffer when you write? I don't at all. Suffer like a bastard when don't write, or just before, and feel empty and fucked out afterwards. But never feel as good as while writing.

Oh, darling, I've been so miserable.

You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it. Doesn't it sound lovely beyond belief?

You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it.

It's funny, I said. It's very funny. And it's a lot of fun, too, to be in love. Do you think so? her eyes looked flat again. I don't mean fun that way. In a way it's an enjoyable feeling. No, she said. I think it's hell on earth.

I was blown up while we were eating cheese.

You will die like a dog for no good reason.

How what she had done could never matter since he knew he could not cure himself of loving her

I would not wish to bring either a son or a daughter into this world as this world is. And also you take all the love I have to give

Ay, he said aloud. There is no translation for this word and perhaps it is just a noise such as a man might make, involuntarily, feeling the nail go through his hands and into the wood.

Wipe the pap of your mother's breast off thy lips and give me a hatful of that dirt,' the man with his chin on the ground said. 'No one of us will see the sun go down this night.

But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?

I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad.

Now you are getting confused in the head, he thought. You must keep your head clear. Keep your head clear and know how to suffer like a man. Or a fish, he thought.

This is a bad life for good children

Perhaps wars weren't won anymore. Maybe they went on forever.

THE GAMBLER,THE NUN,& THE RADIO I thought the pain alone would kill me

I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad. After