Quotes About Suffering

Los cerdos son criaturas extremadamente inteligentes y sociables, y esa intimidad forzada de cadena de montaje hace que a las cerdas madres les entren ganas de morirse. Cosa que hacen, en cuanto se les seca la leche. La sola idea de esa práctica me parece repulsiva, pero el hecho de verla con tus propios ojos te afecta muy directamente, te hace menos humano. Como ser testigo de una violación y no decir nada.

Não me sinto uma pessoa: sou algo a ser carregado e descarregado, como um sofá ou um cuco.

Eight years standing in lines, they say. Six years peeing. Put like that, life was grim.

You're in exquisite pain, you're not sleeping.' the mention of insomnia was always risky but usually paid off. People in pain don't general sleep well, insomniacs are exquisitely great full for people to recognize their weariness.

Ho visto le vittime. Vere, reali, ho ancora negli occhi le loro facce di esseri umani sofferenti. Non credere una parola, quando diranno che hanno «sconfitto il terrorismo». Sono bugie, enormi bugie. Che difenderanno con i denti per copripre i propri crimini e i propri interessi. Ma i morti e i feriti sono lì; se ne trovano i resti e la memoria, se si ha il coraggio di farlo.

Spero solo che si rafforzi la convinzione, in coloro che decideranno di leggere quete pagine, che le guerre, tutte le guerre sono un orrore. E che non ci si può voltare dall'altra parte, per non vedere le facce di quanti soffrono in silenzio.

In his attempt to frighten me, my father had made me realize that to prevent suffering a man must be capable of suffering, that a man who cannot suffer is not alive.

There is that difference between being kicked in the teeth and reading a description of being kicked in the teeth. Some call it existential.

to prevent suffering a man must be capable of suffering, ... a man who cannot suffer is not alive.

The people come from everywhere, from five hundred miles, to find their fortunes. By fortune is an ugly, two-faced goddess. When you have lived with her handiwork for half a generation, you hardly notice anymore. You forget that this is not the way life has to be. You cease to marvel at just how much evil man con conjure by existing.

Limper flopped violently. The gag flew out of his mouth. His ankle bonds parted. He gained his feet, tried to run, tried to mouth some spell that would protect him. He had gone thirty feet when a thousand fiery snakes streaked out of the night and swarmed him. They covered his body. They slithered into his mouth and nose, into his eyes and ears. They went in the easy way and came gnawing out through his back and chest and belly. And he screamed. And screamed. And screamed.

An adventure is somebody else slogging through the mud and snow while suffering from trench foot, ringworm, dysentery and starvation being chased by people with their hearts set on murder or more. I have been there. I have done that, playing both parts. I do not recommend it. Be content with a nice farm or shop. Make lots of babies and bring them up to be good people.

With the legalization of Christianity, the opportunity to be martyred disappeared. As a result, people who wanted to prove their faith turned to "white martyrdom" — the living of a strict, ascetic life — as the most viable alternative to actual martyrdom.

Believing these thoughts causes great suffering in my clients' lives. At those times, I feel like Alice in Wonderland talking to the White Queen in Through the Looking Glass. When Alice tells the queen that she can't believe impossible things, the queen replies, "I daresay you haven't had much practice… Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

She ain't gotta worry about going on to hell. Hell was right now. Daddy always said that folks misread the Bible. Couldn't be no punishment worse than having to live here on earth, he said.

Reminiscences of old, dried-over pains were no consolation in the face of this. They had the effect of cold beads of water on a hot iron - they danced and fizzled up while the room stank from their steam.

I suffered unbearable torture in silence, weeping internallyat the sad turn of events, blaming myself bitterly again and again for having delved into the supernatural without first acquiring a fuller knowledge of the subject and providing against the dangers and risks of the path.

We particularly need to listen to older people and children. They all have stories to tell that enrich the mind and the heart. Children simplify things, often with brutal honesty. Older people bring the perspective of their long years on issues. Suffering people also help us understand what are the truly important matters of life. There is something to learn from all people if we are only willing to sit at their feet and humble ourselves enough to ask the right questions.

It is here that we encounter the central theme of existentialism: to live is to suffer, to survive is to find meaning in the suffering. If there is a purpose in life at all, there must be a purpose in suffering and in dying. But no man can tell another what this purpose is. Each must find out for himself, and must accept the responsibility that his answer prescribes.

gave Mr. Davis belladonna to stop the pain—

There were few comforts to console them during this endless labor. Masters fed their slaves as little as possible, because food cost money. Children usually didn't have real clothes. Instead, they wore rough, itchy sacks with holes cut out for their heads and arms. Harriet

In 1810, there were over one million slaves in America.

The 20th century is the probably most hideous ugly century of the history of the human race. More people were killed by war in the 20th century than ever in history.

I'm not at peace anymore. I just want him like I used to in the old days. I want to be eating sandwiches with him. I want to be drinking with him in a bar. I'm tired and I don't want anymore pain. I want Maurice. I want ordinary corrupt human love. Dear God, you know I want to want Your pain, but I don't want it now. Take it away for a while and give it me another time.