Quotes About Suffering

In the morning, we'd take an injured person to the hospital with a gunshot wound in his leg. That night, we'd return to find him dead with a gunshot to the head.

My brother was kidnapped by the shabeeha. After eighteen days, they sent him back to us, killed under torture.

I can't." My voice just above a whisper. "I just can't." "Because you won't allow help?" I shut my eyes tight, not answering. "My help?" he asked.

Community of interest is the root of justice; community of suffering, the root of pity; community of joy, the root of love,

The highest "calling and election" is to do without opium and live through all our pain with conscious clear-eyed endurance.

No creo que haya ninguna muerte indolora, aunque solo dure un segundo. Aunque nos corten la cabeza o nos disparen en el corazón. La vida es demasiado fuerte para desaparecer sin algún tipo de sufrimiento.

Haïti est devenu un enfer pour les pauvres.

Haïti et les Haïtiens sont condamnés à mourir sans voir de changement en Haïti. Ils mettent les Haïtiens en situation de mourir sans voir une Haïti bien développée et prospère.

Haiti has become a hell for the poor.

Those who do not know peace think that hell is paradise."

Crime, violence, infamy are not tragedy. Tragedy occurs when a human soul awakes and seeks, in suffering and pain, to free itself from crime, violence, infamy, even at the cost of life. The struggle is the tragedy - not defeat or death. That is why the spectacle of tragedy has always filled men, not with despair, but with a sense of hope and exaltation.

They lived in a world where mental illness was equated with weakness, and shame, and as a result, I suffered until I was in my thirties.*

We are all mere insects caught in the web that the gods spin for us.

We want a good life with a nose for things, the fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering. I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue. Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory That old lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

This is the story of what a Woman's patience can endure, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.

Who cares for his causes of complaint? Are you to break your heart to set his mind at ease? No man under heaven deserves these sacrifices from us women. Men! They are the enemies of our innocence and our peace - they drag us away from our parents' love and our sisters' friendship - they take us body and soul to themselves, and fasten our helpless lives to theirs as they chain up a dog to his kennel. And what does the best of them give us in return?

your irrational range true suffering as flamboyance as starving carnivore as disappearance

I think of animals in cages, pressed close against each other.

Everybody's dying, she said. Just pick a disease.

Those who have suffered much become very bitter or very gentle.

Many unfortunate human situations unfold [. . .] where people who face bad options take desperate gambles, accepting a high probability of making things worse in exchange for a small hope of avoiding a large loss. The thought of accepting the large sure loss is too painful, and the hope of complete relief is too enticing, to make the sensible decision that it is time to cut one's losses.

The objective of policy should be to reduce human suffering. We aim for a lower U-index in society. Dealing with depression and extreme poverty should be a priority." "The easiest way to increase happiness is to control your use of time. Can you find more time to do the things you enjoy doing?" "Beyond the satiation level of income, you can buy more pleasurable experiences, but you will lose some of your ability to enjoy the less expensive ones.

Ich habe herausgefunden, dass der Mensch bereit ist, Unbill zu erfahren, aber viel Erkenntnis entgeht ihm, weil er den Schmerz fürchtet.