Quotes About Suffering

I'm in pain all the time,' I said, 'and if I gave into it then I'd do nothing.

Poor Uther. He believed that virtues are handed down through a man's loins! What nonsense! A child is like a calf; if the thing is born crippled you knock it smartly on the skull and serve the cow again. That's why the Gods made it such a pleasure to engender children, because so many of the little brutes have to be replaced. There's not much pleasure in the process for women, of course, but someone has to suffer and thank the Gods it's them and not us.

Except we were there, and I was in a vengeful mood. My cousin was still in Bebbanburg. Æthelhelm was trying to destroy my daughter and her husband. Constantin had humiliated me by driving me from my ancestral land. I had not seen Eadith, my wife, in a month. So someone had to suffer.

The gods are not kind to us, any more than children are kind to their toys. We are here to amuse the gods, and at times it amuses them to be unkind.

To fight battles, Derfel,' he corrected me, 'on behalf of people who can't fight for themselves. I learned that in Brittany. This miserable world is full of weak people, powerless people, hungry people, sad people, sick people, poor people, and it's the easiest thing in the world to despise the weak

I had thought about Alban for a while. "Why," I had then asked, "if your god can pull out a man's eyes, didn't he just save Alban's life?" "Because God chose not to, of course!" Beocca had answered sniffily, which is just the kind of answer you always get when you ask a Christian priest to explain another inexplicable act of their god.

The cellar was spattered with blood, with bodies that showed death in a dozen horrid ways. Wine-racks stood by the walls, looted empty, but the floor was black with Spanish blood, strewn with mutilations obscene as nightmare. Young, old, men and women, all killed horribly. It struck Sharpe that these people must have died the day before, as he watched from the hilltop, killed as the French pretended the village was empty.

An English man-at-arms had his helmet split open and his skull with it, so that he rode wavering from the fight, blood pouring down his mail coat. His horse stopped a few paces from the turmoil and the man-at-arms slowly, so slowly, bent forward and then slumped down from his saddle. One foot was trapped in a stirrup as he died but his horse did not seem to notice. It just went on cropping the grass.

Men and women used pliers to pull teeth from the dead and, for years after, false teeth were known as Waterloo Teeth. Some

I'm in pain all the time," I said, "and if I gave in to it then I'd do nothing.

Odi at amo, excrucior

He had collapsed in pain at his wedding, though that might have been the horror of realizing what he was marrying

A criança trabalhava do amanhecer ao anoitecer, e à noite chorava no canto da cabana que chamávamos de lar. Quando a menina chorava demais Lunete batia nela, e quando eu tentava defender a menina Lunete me batia.

They say God appeared in history and used it for his purposes, but if that was so he had no pity for men.

Being born a Jew meant being vulnerable to history, including its worst errors. Accident and history had involved Yakov Bok as he had never dreamed he could be involved. The involvement was, in a way of speaking, impersonal, but the effect, his misery and suffering, were not. The suffering was personal, painful, and possibly endless.

We have two lives, […], the life we learn with and the life we live with after that. Suffering is what brings us toward happiness All it taught me was to stay away from it. — Bernard Malamud, The Natura l (Harcourt Brace, 1952)

Experience makes good people better. She was staring at the lake. How does it do that? Through their suffering. I had enough of that, he said in disgust. We have two lives, Roy, the life we learn with and the life we live with after that. Suffering is what brings us toward happiness All it taught me was to stay away from it. I am sick of all I have suffered. She shrank away a little.

Perhaps you think it's quiet in the prison, but it's noisy. For every activity iron doors have to be opened and closed and iron passageways and iron steps have to be walked down. By day people shout at one another and at night they shout in their sleep....You want to know what the worst thing is? That life is elsewhere. That you're cut off from kt and rotting, and the longer you wait for afterward, the less afterward is worth.

Must then a Christ perish in torment in every age to save those that have no imagination?

La mort était le meilleur remède contre tous les petits maux de l'existence.

il y a toute cette autre pensée de la guerre, non pas virile, exaltante, source de grandeur ou d'accomplissement de soi, mais tout simplement nécessaire car l'alternative à cette guerre ce ne serait pas la paix mais l'enfer...(ch. 5 La nostalgie de la guerre)

Nein, schwor er sich, diesmal musste er einen Ausweg finden. Sie durfte nicht sterben! Sie durfte nicht sterben! Und zum ersten Mal kam ihm der Gedanke, dass das Maß an Leid, das er ertragen konnte, eines Tages voll sein würde. Dass alles Eiswasser der Welt seinen Schmerz nicht mehr würde lindern können. Was dann geschehen würde? Er wusste es nicht.

How much longer is the world willing to endure this spectacle of wanton cruelty?

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.