Quotes About Suffering

The Perspectives of Psychiatry, Paul R. McHugh and Phillip R. Slavney identify four approaches to a suffering person.

That's a bad bruise." "I scarcely feel it." Indeed, she probably could have been smacked over the head with a log just then and would scarcely have noticed.

Here were the pained and hopeful voices of people who knew despair was life and life was despair—and grace was there for the taking.

Every living thing suffers transfiguration. Yes, until the creation of Eve, Adam had fondled beasts.

The Lord was in line at the pharmacy counter waiting to get His shingles shot.

All this suffering,' I said, 'and nothing but greed and violence to build on when the war is over.' 'Have another soda-mint,' said Charles. I had one. Then I said, 'Why are we here? That's what I don't understand. Why be here at all when it all has to be so beastly?' 'I suppose we just came, like mould on cheese.' 'Then why do we want to be happy? Mould on cheese doesn't want to be happy.' ...

You can suffer the pain of change or suffer remaining the way you are.

Mary Jo Meadows defines compassion as "the quivering of the heart in response to another's suffering" and notes that "compassionate beings . . . cannot bear to see suffering and remain unengaged.

La tragedia absoluta proclama axiomáticamente que es mejor no nacer o, en en caso que esto ya no sea posible, morir joven. El modelo <> de la condición del hombre y de la mujer considera a éstos intrusos no deseados de la creación, seres destinados a padecer sufrimientos y frustraciones inmerecidos, incomprensibles y arbitrarios

he understood that terrible truth: that they were killed by the same people. Of course I'm not talking about the same individuals with the same hands, no. I'm talking about a monster, an immortal monster, the monster of many faces and many names who has so often killed and will kill again, because nothing has changed here in centuries of existence and never will change, because this sad country of ours is like a mouse running on a wheel.

Convierten al mundo en hospital, quieren que no esperemos nada, ni siquiera lo que no va a llegar y por la curva del cielo pasa tu rostro que llora.

Glas wen. En galés, sonrisa azul. Una mueca malévola ante el sufrimiento de nuestro peor enemigo.

Donde hay amor hay ingentes, interminables, cantidades de sufrimiento. El que causas, el que te causan.

Los ejércitos en sí mismos no son malos, lo que son malas son las guerras.

Y si nada nos libra de la muerte, al menos que el amor nos salve de la vida.

Claro que, onde há amor, há consideráveis, intermináveis, quantidades de sofrimento. O que nós causamos e o que os outros nos causam.

desde el punto de vista lógico está más cerca de la verdad el que, lisa y llanamente, se pone a lloriquear bajo las estrellas, espantado por lo absurdo de la situación, que el que, dándoselas de heroico o de creyente en la historicidad, trata, a pesar de todo, de sacar adelante una familia, o de ganar la faja de honor de la SADE.

Las utopías, y sus héroes y santos, cualquiera sea su signo religioso, nacionalista o comunista, no son solo sueños inútiles pero destinados al fracaso, no son solo sueños que embellecen la vida. Son nefastas porque obstaculizan el avance posible del mundo y provocan sufrimientos a millones para nada.

Y ustedes y yo y todos sabemos que el tiempo es más pesado que la más pesada carga que puede soportar el hombre.

Aquello está sobre las brasas de la tierra, en la mera boca del infierno. Con decirle que muchos de los que allí se mueren al llegar al infierno regresan por su cobija.

It is painful to see someone suffering what you must be suffering- watching someone you love be so cruelly hurt.

I have been run over by the speeding chariot of fate, caught up in its spiked wheels." - "I hate it when that happens," said Stephen.

Keats was getting a reputation just when he was too ill to appreciate it or build on it: his country was taking notice of him just when he would have to leave it.

Mary watched a bluebottle endlessly hammering inself against the window-glass, and saw there love as she knew it, a painful beating against nothingness.