Quotes About Suffering

There are moments when even to the sober eye of reason, the world of our sad humanity may assume the semblance of Hell.

There is today, every day, set before thee good and evil, life and death--choose thou. For only self can separate you from the love of the Father. For it should be manifested to thee that thou art conscious in a living world, aware of suffering, of sorrow, of joy, of pleasure. These, to be sure, are the price one pays for having will, knowledge. But let that knowledge be spent in a way and manner to help others. For as ye do to thy fellow man ye do to thy Maker.

At last you get in – but you hear a step: The ogre, Life, comes into the room, (He was waiting and heard the clang of the spring) To watch you nibble the wondrous cheese, And stare with his burning eyes at you, And scowl and laugh, and mock and curse you, Running up and down in the trap, Until your misery bores him.

But a man can never avenge himself on the monstrous ogre Life.

Yes, I was a fool, but I was in love, and though I was suffering the greatest misery I had ever known I would not have had it otherwise for all the riches of Barsoom. Such is love, and such are lovers wherever love is known.

Beauty in distress is much the most affecting beauty.

The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him he indulges it, he loves it but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time.

Christ's suffering was redemptive not because suffering itself is redemptive, but because Christ himself is the Redeemer

And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.

Full little knowest thou that hast not tried,What hell it is, in suing long to bide:To lose good days, that might be better spent;To waste long nights in pensive discontent;To speed today, to be put back tomorrow;To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow.

Suffering does make us more sensitive until it crushes us completely.

when his drinking had cost him discharge from the Army. He had known it again after Shiloh, that uncoordinated

A guilty suffering spirit is more open to grace than an apathetic or smug soul.' - Bread & Wine (day 5)

She said the reason that love is so painful is that it always amounts to two people wanting more than two people can give.

Life was a bitch. Love also was a bitch.

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drinkNor slumber nor a roof against the rain;Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink.

That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.

For my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul. All sin was of my sinning, all Atoning mine, and mine the gall Of all regret. Mine was the weight Of every brooded wrong, the hate That stood behind each envious thrust, Mine every greed, mine every lust. And all the while for every grief, Each suffering, I craved relief With individual desire, – Craved all in vain! And felt fierce fire About a thousand people crawl; Perished with each, — then mourned for all!

And so beneath the weight lay I And suffered death, but could not die.

I bleed, but know not wherefore, know not where.

And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you All through my life?—sharing my fire, my bed, Sharing—oh, worst of all things!—the same head?— And, when I feed myself, feeding you, too?

This my personal death?— That my lungs be failing To inhale the breath Others are exhaling?

For the body at best    Is a bundle of aches, Longing for rest;    It cries when it wakes

When a man can observe himself suffering and is able, later, to describe what he's gone through, it means he was born for literature.