Quotes About Suffering

What is blindness? Where there should be a wall, her hands find nothing. Where there should be nothing, a table leg gouges her shin. Cars growl in the streets; leaves whisper in the sky; blood rustles through her inner ears. In the stairwell, in the kitchen, even beside her bed, grown-up voices speak of despair. "Poor child.

Opera houses! Cities on the moon! Ridiculous. They would all do better to put their faces on the curbs and wait for the boys who come through the city dragging sledges stacked with corpses.

Men lie injured and dying between the old headstones: Macedonians, Albanians, Wallachians, Serbians, some in so much agony that they seem reduced to something less than human, as though pain were a leveling wave, a mortar troweled over everything that person once was.

You want to know? What it's like? To prop up the dam? To keep your fingers plugged in its cracks? To feel like every single breath that passes is another betrayal, another step farther away from what you were and where you were and who you were, another step deeper into the darkness

The cruelty and confusion that the proscription brought about was widespread

War is glorious and, at the same time, a great evil.

there is, he reasoned, no such thing as evil or suffering from God's point of view, and this explains why God never tries to do anything about it.

All was lost now. All the dreams of whatever God had created for them, lost. He wondered in that moment why it was that he had been born and survived the war, only to meet this fate, here, in his home country. Maybe he had never had a life, but was only a figurine played out on a master game board.

I am the self-consumer of my woes;

Why love if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore only the life I have lived. The pain now is part of the happiness then.

There are some relationships that succeed only because they are impossible, that actually need unhappiness to continue.

You don't think he deserved it? Charles le Mesurier destroyed my son and made money out of his pain – and the pain of hundreds like him! Go on the website. Look at it.

One fucking smoke and it cost me my job, my pension, my marriage, my whole fucking life.

Strange though it is,Sarov still cares about you. He told me to leave you alone. But I think, this time, I must disobey the general. You are mine! And I intend to make you suffer..." "Just talking to you makes me suffer," Alex said.

I think Hell exists on Earth. It's a psychological state, or it can be a physical state. People who have severe mental illness are in Hell. People who have lost a loved one are in Hell. I think there are all kinds of different hells. It's not a place you go to after you die.

Public crucifixion is no fun.

Some public officials are blessed - you can't acquire this, but you are blessed with the gift of empathy, being able to empathize with those who are suffering.

I'm beat up, but that's all I know; physically, I'm beat to a pulp. But I don't know anything other than pain since I'm 18 years old.

The pulse of the People is still so high as to call for more bleeding, before quinine can be administered with any hope of benefit.

I don't believe that you should punish the people of Iraq because you don't like their leader. Saddam Hussein is not being punished. He's fat, and he is eating enough food and living in palaces. But his people are punished by denying them food and medicine.

Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it.

Death is less bitter punishment than death's delay.

Purgatory is hell, with hope.

Purgatory fire will be more intolerable than all the torments that can be felt or conceived in this life.