Quotes About Suffering

There was no damned romance in our poverty.

When I have Suffered sufficiently, the Lord will then take me to himself

Most people have to die to get to Hell. I took a shortcut.

I mean consider how very horrible it is to read the accounts which sometimes meet us of cruelty inflicted on brute animals. For what was this but the very cruelty inflicted upon our Lord?," John Henry Newman

O, who shall from this dungeon raise A soul enslaved so many ways? With bolts of bones, that fettered stands In feet; and manacled in hands. Here blinded with an eye: and there Deaf with the drumming of an ear; A soul hung up, as 'twere, in chains Of nerves, and arteries, and veins; Tortured, besides each other part, In a vain head and double heart?

Sometimes you don't get to choose your struggles—they choose you.

No matter how rich, powerful and attractive you might be, everyone at one point or another in their lives asks the same question. "Why me God?

Like everyone else in the house, she suffers from dreams.

As Mother Teresa told her during her visit to Rome this year: "To heal other people you have to suffer yourself." Diana nodded vigorously in agreement. While she struggles to find an acceptable equilibrium in her life, she acknowledges the progress she has made. She says: "I've opened up. My life is changing. This is only the beginning.

Cancer is a kind of possession, too. And like a demon, before it claims you, it nibbles away at who you are, erases the face you have always presented to the world to show the unwanted thing inside.

But slowly, it happened everywhere, in the West and in the East as well, that the journey to wisdom through suffering became a global art form.

Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery.

Ahron Cohen, who, despite attending Ahmadinejad's Holocaust Denial conference, in fact does not only not deny that it happened, but actually blames Jewry for it, saying: 'There is no question that there was a Holocaust and gas chambers. There are too many eyewitnesses. However, our approach is that when one suffers, the one who perpetrates the suffering is obviously guilty but he will never succeed if the victim did not deserve it in one way or another.

impotent misery

Here we have a state … nearly half a million of whose citizens,' he said, 'reduced to servitude for their political opinions, are rotting and freezing through the Arctic night; toiling to death in forests, mines and quarries, many for no more than indulging in that freedom of thought which has gradually raised man above the beast.'152 This was written over twenty years before Alexander Solzhenitsyn started writing The Gulag Archipelago.

My own experience of the First World War, and my readings in history,' he was later to write, 'had convinced me that the Prime Minister should be a man who knew what war meant, in terms of the personal suffering of the man in the line, in terms of high strategy, and in terms of that crucial issue – how the generals got on with their civilian bosses.

Nonsense. You aren't alive to begin with," I pointed out. "Suck it up and make the best of it, Milo. The future is bright, I assure you." "We come into existence, and we float through space, doomed, until we all die horribly. No reason to live at all." Milo the busboy wept uncontrollably. He probably knew more than I did, but who can say?

Not a very pretty world, is it?" "Which one?

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

Antonin Artaud wrote on one of his drawings, "Never real and always true," and that is how depression feels. You know that it is not real, that you are someone else, and yet you know that it is absolutely true.

Psychologically, I will not have to seek far if I decide to kill myself, because in my mind and heart I am more ready for this than for the unplanned daily tribulations that mark off the mornings and afternoons.

No one wants to suffer. But that is the fate of each. And some suffer more. Not necessarily of their own volition. It's not about to enduring the suffering. It's about how you endure it.

But every dream, if dreamed too long, turns into a nightmare. And we awake from such dreams screaming.

And you? Don't you have dreams now?' 'I do,' he said bitterly. 'But seldom since we crossed the Yaruga. And I remember nothing after waking. Something has ended in me, Cahir. Something has burned out. Something has ruptured in me . . .' 'Never mind, Geralt. I shall dream for both of us.