Quotes About Suffering

I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

The more we struggle for life as pleasure, the more we are actually killing what we love.

The sufferings endured for God are the greatest proof of our love for Him.

Nostalgia is masochism and masochism is something masochists love to share.

There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

Love hurts whether its right ow wrong

The problem of reconciling human suffering with the existence of a God who loves, is only insoluble so long as we attach a trivial meaning to the word "love."

love be damned now as love was damned when it first arrived.

What is the "extraordinary"? It is the love of Jesus Christ himself, love that goes to the cross in suffering obedience.

Hell, madame, is to love no longer.

It is obviously quite difficult to be no longer loved when we are still in love, but it is incomparably more painful to be loved when we ourselves no longer love.

Being in love, as both Plato and David Bowie have pointed out, is horrible.

Love isn't logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us. Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better.

It is precisely our egoism, our self-centeredness and self-love that cause all our difficulties, our lack of freedom in suffering, our disappointments and our anguish of soul and body.

Relying on another is an expression of attachment, not love, a manifestation of insecurity and suffering, not understanding the true nature of our lives.

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

It's funny, or tragic, really, how an ordinary act like helping someone with their homework could be the inadvertent trigger for almost a decade of silent suffering.

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.

He has chosen not to heal me, but to hold me. The more intense the pain, the closer His embrace.

Suffering provides the gym equipment on which my faith can be exercised.

We rant and rave against God for the evil we have to endure but hardly blink at the evil in our own hearts.

This paralysis is my greatest mercy.7

My wheelchair was the key to seeing all this happen—especially since God's power always shows up best in weakness. So here I sit … glad that I have not been healed on the outside, but glad that I have been healed on the inside. Healed from my own self-centered wants and wishes.

I'd learned that you can't wear a crown unless you bear a cross - that if our Savior had learned obedience through suffering, we should expect the same.