Quotes About Suffering

It's common knowledge that most of the guys at Guantanamo are nobodies. Many were turned in by bounty hunters.

I got stuff that's going to hurt for the rest of my life.

My comedy comes from pain. I can't stand to see someone hurting.

My heart does sometimes bleed for those who are hurting in my own country and abroad.

When something you love gets taken away, it hurts you.

It hurts, man. When I watch people I love so much just deteriorate in front of me and I can't do anything about it.

It hurts, it hurts... Im dying, I'm dying.

It hurts to lose night after night.

I like ice cream, I don't like pain.

We pass people in the street and ignore them when they're clearly suffering. It makes you wish we could all feel when someone needs something.

I never had time to think about my beliefs until my 28-year-old daughter Paula fell ill. She was in a coma for a year, and I took care of her at home until she died in my arms in December of 1992.

There is very little magic in the world of the chronically ill.

I don't believe watching dreams but like to stick to reality. Reality is all about flood, hunger, illness.

To feel our ills is one thing, but to cure them is another.

What is more immoral than war?

The more pain that's referenced or implied, the deeper the laugh can be because the laughter heals the pain. So you've got to have the pain, and then you have the laugh.

I think suffering has always been an incentive for my creativity.

They that die by famine die by inches.

Right now, they feel they have lost their voice, and their miseries have increased since my departure.

Knowledge is but a painful effort wasted, A bitter drowning in a bitter sea.

Jews don't drink much because it interferes with their suffering.

If true compassion for others is awakened, you start ignoring your own misery.

I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your soul as through a sieve. And when our suffering has been dragged from one pity to another, as from one mouth to another, we can no longer respect or love it.

The discreet slaughter of fifteen or twenty wretched people per day will not prevent tramways from running to schedule, cafés from being full, or churches resounding with the Te Deum.