Quotes About Suffering

Oh, kill me with thy kisses! Drain me dry Of pain and life, nor leave me breath to sigh; Yea, feed my spirit, starving at thy lips, Thy sweet perfidious poison ere I die!

There is a sore spot in the heart of Truth, and no balm can ever heal it.

the ones who get to the idea that resisting what is so is actually causing them greater emotional suffering than the illness itself. Accepting what was going on allowed them to flow with the new demands of their bodies in a much more empowered way.

The moment one takes to bed he gets sympathy. He may be suffering from a tearing headache or a tooth that makes him cry out; but if he goes about his business, or even flops in a chair, true sympathy is denied him.

Jazz hadn't given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he'd told her enough that she knew it wasn't hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.

Pain means you're alive. Pain is good. Pain is life.

Yes, pain meant life. But life did not mean pain.

The pain would find him. The pain always found him.

Hell is being alone.

Nothing a man suffers will prevent him from inflicting suffering on others. Indeed, it will teach him the way

I glimpsed the man's face with the shine of death on it. They laid him down there in the open. They had brought him there to be close to his death, I understood this also at the same moment. For who would wish to see a companion gasp his last on a jolting cart? We desire to keep the dying and the newly dead close before our eyes so as to give them full meed of pity. Our Lord was brought down to be pitied, on the Cross He was too far away.

Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.

Y porque toda la gente que huir podía se encerraba en los montes y subía a las sierras huyendo de hombres tan inhumanos, tan sin piedad y tan feroces bestias, extirpadores y capitales enemigos del linaje humano, ense

secábaseles la leche de las tetas a las mujeres paridas, e así murieron en breve todas las criaturas. Y por estar los maridos apartados, que nunca vían a las mujeres, cesó entre ellos la generación; murieron ellos en las minas, de trabajos y hambre, y ellas en las estancias o granjas, de lo mesmo, e así se acabaron tantas e tales multitúdines de gentes de aquella isla; e así se pudiera haber acabado todas las del mundo.

That agony is our triumph.

All pain is the result of resistance to the natural self.

Half of the world's misery comes from ignorance. The other half comes from intelligence.

The human foot is commonly subjected to grotesque tortures that deform it and make it rickety. In an imbecilic way it is doomed to corns, calluses, and bunions.

Sudden as a knife you thrust into my sorry heart and strong as a host of demons came, gaudy and libertine, to make in my corrupted mind your bed and bedlam there; Beast, who bind me to you close as convict to his chains.

There is something of both childishness and sorcery in a woman making up. The event keeps the world in suspense by the simple interaction between a mirror and a face. It is the reconciliation of technique and guile. It has no equivalent in the universe of thought except perhaps when suffering is dressed up in ascetic garb. It is, moreover, each day (and several times a day) the sacrificial moment of a woman's life.

People don't speak of hunger when they know what it is to be hungry.

Till thou hast learned to suffer from a saint a well as from the wicked, and to be abused by the godly as well as the ungodly, never look to live a contented or comfortable life, nor ever think thou has truly learned the art of suffering.

Tal vez ha sido bueno sufrir tanto, pues eso me hará más comprensiva y tolerante con el resto de la humanidad.

I wanted to ask God to help me but I could utter only words, dark, useless words which fell on the floor beside me and rolled off into the corners and underneath the bed.