Quotes About Suffering

Ah, the superior masochism of the privileged.

I for one had come to that point of suffering at which I did not really care if only I could die without much pain. They talk of the heroism of the dying—they little know—it would be so easy to die, a dose of morphia, a friendly crevasse, and blissful sleep. The trouble is to go on....

Polar exploration is at once the cleanest and most isolated way of having a bad time which has been devised.

I for one, had come to that point of suffering at which I did not really care if only I could die without much pain. They talk of the heroism of the dying - the little they know - it would be so easy to die, a dose of morphia, a friendly crevasse, and blissful sleep. The trouble is to go on...

Men do not fear death, they fear the pain of dying.

Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday.

You wanted justice ,didn't you?There isn't any...there is only love." - J.B's wife

We often weep beneath Love's cross, But when she calls we her obey.

But not unusual, for good girls sometimes come to bad ends.

É verdade, o cachorro morreu. Cumpriu sua sentença e encontrou-se com o único mal irremediável, aquilo que é a marca do nosso estranho destino sobre a Terra, aquele fato sem explicação que iguala tudo o que é vivo num só rebanho de condenados, porque tudo que é vivo morre.

The ongoing conflict between us has caused heavy suffering to both peoples. The future can and must be different. Both our peoples are destined to live together side by side, on this small piece of land. This reality we cannot change.

Så kom en til meg. En med vakkert hjerte og et vakkert smil. Hun tok med i hånden og ledet meg ut porten. Hun sa: Du kan jo nesten ikke gå, gutten min – hva har de gjort med deg der inne? Og sammen gikk vi ut i verden, og skrittene mine skalv. Men jeg lærte å snakke – litt etter litt kom ordene tilbake i guttens munn. Og jeg fylte dem med sang. Og meget smerte lå skjult bak denne sangen.

Love... pain... they're all just fragments of my dream!

Poverty, the most fearful monster that ever drew breath.

Evil events from evil causes spring, And what you suffer flows from what you've done.

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

To perceive is to suffer.

May all beings be well. May all beings be happy. May all beings be free from suffering. May all beings be liberated through the unwavering knowlege of who they truly are.

I keep brooding on whether I shall reach the age of my father and brother, or even that of my mother, tortured as I am by the conflict between the desire for rest, the dread of renewed suffering (which a prolonged life would mean) and by the anticipation of sorrow at being separated from everything to which I am still attached.

Además, cuando la barrena tocó en el hueso, el dolor se hizo irresistible.

The food that afternoon was served in tins that had contained Russian beef. It was three spoonfuls of boiled macaroni and a piece of bread. That was February 11, 1970. That day saw the beginning of a plan for biological and psychological experimentation more inhuman, brutal, and merciless than anything the western world had known with the exception of the Nazis' activities.

The men behind those iron palisades looked like skeletons; their faces were white and waxen from lack of sun. One of them was so emaciated that he seemed unreal. He didn't speak, he didn't wave or gesture, he was simply there, staring — he looked to me like a figure in a wax museum. However, not one of the men there could have spent more than two years and a few days in that jail. Just thinking about it sent a shiver of terror up my spine. Two years!

The guards were making a butcher shop out of the stairways. There was a hail of blows with chains, bayonets, and truncheons. They were breaking heads and arms.

The hope killed them," said the old man. "It killed the very best of them. And hopelessness straightened out the very best of us.