Quotes About Suffering

More than anything, the Nazis robbed families: of their livelihoods, their opportunities, their heirlooms, their mementos, of the things that identified them and defined them as human beings.

George Stout saw through their acts. "I am sick of all schemers," he wrote, "of all the vain crawling toads who now edge into positions of advantage and look for selfish gain or selfish glory from all this suffering."13

People are always doing things for my sake and strangely enough, I'm the one who suffers for it.

rent limb from limb, Anthony had been

What men could wantonly do to each other, in the name of nation or faith or ideology, was unthinkable.

Life is absurd. But there is one meaningful thing, one inarguable thing, and that is that there is suffering. Fine writing helps alleviate that suffering – and anything that puts meaning and beauty into the world in the form of story, helps people to live with more peace and purpose and balance, is deeply worthwhile.

The difference is this: You're lonely when you have something to share but no one to share it with. You're lost when you have nothing to share, no matter with whom you live. Of course, you can be both lonely and lost, but of the two, lost inflicts the greater pain.

There a painless death awaits him who can no longer bear the sorrows of this life.

The laws prohibiting suicide and providing punishment for any attempt at self-destruction have been repealed. The Government has seen fit to acknowledge the right of man to end an existence which may have become intolerable to him, through physical suffering or mental despair.

There a painless death awaits him who can no longer bear the sorrows of this life. If death is welcome let him seek it there.

It is a very painful thing, having to part company with what torments you. And how mute the world is!

A veces ando errante en la niebla y en mil vacilaciones y confusiones, y a menudo me siento abandonado [...] En el fondo, lo único que da orgullo y alegría al espíritu son los esfuerzos superados con bravura y los sufrimientos soportados con paciencia

The pain, or the memory of pain, that here was literally sucked away by something nameless until only a void was left. The knowledge that this question was possible: pain that turns finally into emptiness. The knowledge that the same equation applied to everything, more or less.

You are certainly unique. Everyone is unique. Nobody has ever suffered quite like you before because nobody has ever been you before.

I have been very miserable since - miserable not for an hour but for months on end - but I can still feel that hour's misery in its perfect desolation, if I am fool enough to call it up in my mind.

The gods destroy the heroes with a sudden blow, but they grind us mediocrities for weary, weary years.

and his goose would be cooked; probably suicide would be his only way out.

Marc Chagall's White Crucifixion (1938) was painted shortly after Kristallnacht—the horrifying, widespread Nazi raid on German Jews. The painting shows a world swallowed up by violence, including the figure of Christ on the cross with a Jewish prayer shawl draped around his loins.

There were some things that took life and broke it, not merely into meaninglessness, but with active malice flung the pieces farther, into hell.

The burden she carried was different from yours, and it had worn on her for many years. When I knew her she had forgotten joy, although I believe Arlbeth gave her a little back again.

Countless Christians have mouthed these lines in worship for centuries: "Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate…" Look carefully at what separates the birth of Christ from his death. The world's greatest life is reduced to a comma.

There was, of course, another alternative to this endless, pointless killing - peace. Achieving peace depended on a recognition by all the participants that the war was not worth fighting, or that all that could be achieved had been achieved and the argument should be promptly transferred to the conference table. Given the benefit of hindsight and the losses so far, by the end of 1915 this seems the obvious alternative to more slaughter but that was not how it appeared at the time.

total of 895,000 French soldiers died in battle during the Great War, but a further 420,000 died of wounds in the casualty clearing stations, from gangrene or septicaemia or some other sickness, much of it preventable.

Din cauz? c? modelul meu fusese întotdeauna sacrificiul de sine, nu ÅŸtiam cine sunt dac? nu aveam pe cine s? ajut sau o suferin?? de îndurat.