Quotes About Suffering

I felt dry as if someone had skinned me. I was not the bones and meat, but the cast-aside skin. The heat had hollowed me.

That is what dying is: a pull to the ground. I am thin as a shadow, yet clotted as dough, my blood as thickset as mud.

You're just a coward, like all those who stand behind the suffering of others.

when your world falls apart and everything's ruined, you lose part of yourself. Not all, inconveniently. One half, the best half, dies. The other half lives.

He didn't subscribe to the view...that spirituality was a fast track to happiness. He believed the opposite was true: spiritual people suffered more than most.

Look at us. One bleeding body, one corpse, and a husk who's been half dead for years. No one who took an objective look at this room could think it was anything but too late, Ruth. For all of us.

Life punishes the needy; admit you can't live without something and it's taken away.

The wounds you can't see are the worst.

los más débiles son los que más gritan y los que más hacen sufrir a los demás.

Didn't she know yet? People you loved, the ones you cared about the most, they all died eventually. No one was spared. When you lost them, everything you had, all of your heart, was lost, too. It crippled you. Left you an empty shell, functioning on instinct alone. "You're horrible," she whispered, so softly that

He would be damned if he fell prey to love's debilitating thrall.

Soft hearts bled, and in their pain they caused grief and havoc.

Death is not the greatest of evils; it is worse to want to die, and not be able to

For the wretched one night is like a thousand for someone faring well death is just one more night.

When a man has lost all happiness, he's not alive. Call him a breathing corpse.

For death is not the worst, but when one wants to die and is not able even to have that.

Of no mortal say, 'That man is happy,' till vexed by no grievous ill he pass Life's goal.

I have no desire to suffer twice, in reality and then in retrospect.

If you try to cure evil with evil you will add more pain to your fate.

Nothing vast enters the life of mortals without a curse.

Death is not the worst thing; rather, when one who craves death cannot attain even that wish.

The most painful state of living is remembering the future.

In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant… My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known — no wonder, then, that I return the love.

What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.... And people flock around the poet and say: 'Sing again soon' - that is, 'May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.