Quotes About Suffering

If you must suffer, suffer nobly. Love, laugh through your tears, or cry, create and perhaps, perish.

I believe that we are put here in human form to decipher the hieroglyphs of love and suffering. And, there is no degree of love or intensity of feeling that does not bring with it the possibility of a crippling hurt. But, it is a duty to take that risk and love without reserve or defense.

I'm with you in Rockland where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep

who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg, who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade, who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried...

Following Jesus might take us into dark, lonely places where we can't see any light at the end of the tunnel. Yet, scary as it may be, resurrection is not about God coming in the nick of time to save the day but about God coming after the corpse is dead and buried. Sometimes God reaches in only when the darkness has gotten pitch black and then shows his resurrection power to bring good in the midst of evil and pain.

Pain is always new to the sufferer, but loses its originality for those around him.

Pain, you must be everything for me. Let me find in you all those foreign lands you will not let me visit.

Pain is always new to the sufferer, but loses its originality for those around him. Everyone will get used to it except me.

If those we love visit us when we dream, those who torment us almost always visit us when we're still awake.

A hundred years ago, people had perfectly understood that you could die of a broken heart, now they thought you were making a fuss about nothing…Certain kinds of suffering are like radiation: they cause furious growth and mutation of the inner self.

All paradises are there to be expelled from.

He had power only to feel, and feeling was torment.

Like a plant that has struck its root into some poisonous mineral, my poor uncle was dying slowly upward.

Heaven is a prophecy uttered by the lips of despair, but Hell is an inference from analogy.

You would've thought the more pain you suffered, the more you'd get used to it, but it was the other way around.

Glokta felt his hand bunching into a fist on the parapet. 'We must make the Gurkish pay for every stride of ground.' We must make them pay for my ruined leg. 'For every inch of dirt.' For my missing teeth. 'For every meagre shack, and crumbling hut, and worthless stretch of dust.' For my weeping eye, and my twisted back, and my repulsive shadow of a life. He licked at his empty gums. 'Make them pay.

Why do I do it, when it always hurts me? Why must we test the pain? Tongue the ulcer, rub the blister, pick the scab?

Along with the constant pain was the constant need to pretend you weren't in pain at all, as though the worst thing about your agony was that it might put other people out.

Pardon me," said Glokta, wiping his running eye with a finger, "but I spent two years in the Emperor's prisons. I daresay, if I had known I'd be there half that long at the start, I would have made a more concerted effort to kill myself. Seven hundred days, give or take, in the darkness. As close to hell, I would have thought, as a living man can go. My point is this – if you mean to upset me, you'll need more than harsh language.

Blood gets you nothing but more blood. It follows me now, always, like my shadow, and like my shadow I can never be free of it. I should never be free of it. I've earned it. I've deserved it. I've sought it out. Such is my punishment.

I was too busy wallowing in pain and bitterness. Too busy being tragic.

Conscience can be painful but so can the cock-rot. A grown-up should suffer his afflictions privately and not allow them to become an inconvenience for friends and colleagues.' - The Magnificent Nicomo Cosca

ever deeper into jealous depression. They tell you drink makes you happy, but what they mean is it makes happy folk happier. They don't tell you that it makes unhappy folk more fucking unhappy than ever.

Suffering is what gives a man strength, my boy, just as the steel most hammered turns out the hardest." The old man winced as he squatted down beside Jezal. "Anyone can face ease and success with confidence. It is the way we face trouble and misfortune that defines us.