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Quotes About Suffering

I was just an option.Blown easily to piecesand offered to the skyby the sweet laced painupon your lips.
~ Jessica Kristie
I can't love anymore.Except for you...I love you so much it hurts to breathe.
~ Jessica Kristie
I bleed to un-break you, un-mending me.I fall to save you...now who will save me.
~ Jessica Kristie
If Chase's wings are broken, then mine are shattered.
~ S.R. Grey, I Stand Before You
Was it cruel if someone asked for it? Begged for it, even? She always begged. Even now, I could hear her whimpering for me. Christ, those noises she made. A one-way ticket to heaven.
~ A. Zavarelli, Stutter
If love is what we search for.... Then why at the end of our search we only find pain?
~ David Marcelo-Cabanas
The poor wretch was doubtless torturing himself, after the manner of the insane, with needless thoughts of pain.
~ Bram Stoker
Jedenfalls fiel der Stein mit einem ekelerregendem Geräusch - wir konnten das deutlich vernehmen - direkt auf dem Kopf des Kätzchens und verspritzte dessen Gehirn nach allen Richtungen.
~ Bram Stoker
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be. A
~ Bram Stoker
Miss, I lack belly-timber sairly by the clock.
~ Bram Stoker
it often happened that after death faces become softened and even resolved into their youthful beauty, that this was especially so when death had been preceded by any acute or prolonged suffering.
~ Bram Stoker
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and how dear to his heart and eye the morning can be
~ Bram Stoker
Nessuno può sapere, se non dopo una notte di patimenti, quanto dolce e prezioso al cuore e agli occhi possa essere il mattino.
~ Bram Stoker
Gecenin çilesini çekmemiÅŸ kimse gündüzün ne kadar tatl?, ne kadar rahatlat?c? olduÄŸunu bilemez.
~ Bram Stoker
Death and the devil go together, and so sure as the devil grips hold of you, death is not far off, you may be sure, in some form or other, waiting, waiting, waiting.
~ Bram Stoker
Please, Kendra said. Think of all the lives that will be destroyed. I have, Mark said. Believe me, darling, I grasp all aspects of this, I really do. But how much has the public I'm protecting worried about me? My sanity, my happiness, my right to find peace? They made no promises, Bracken said. They are not preventing the end of the world. Those who know about your sacrifice appreciate you immeasurably. Your life may not be fair, but it is absolutely necessary.
~ Brandon Mull
Sin dolor no podría existir un amor tan intenso y tan apasionado.
~ Brenda Joyce
He wasn't the only one who'd ever suffered—yet he'd been given a unique opportunity to make a difference.
~ Brenda Novak
mind. Why do psychopaths act as they do? How do they come to be? Why don't they feel any remorse for the suffering they cause? And are there better ways of spotting and stopping them? After having been kidnapped, tortured and left for dead when she was just a teenager—by her high school boyfriend—she's
~ Brenda Novak
they come to be? Why don't they feel any remorse for the suffering they cause? And are there better ways of spotting and stopping them? After having been
~ Brenda Novak
She is happy, Kate thought. Even in her circumstance, she is happy. Kate almost envied the wounded woman that contentment. Was that what suffering did? she wondered. Place you in such pain that with its lessening, contentment came more easily. (p. 180)
~ Brenda Rickman Vantrease
He was alone and shackled by his neck to the wall. And he had no hope. How did a man live without hope? [You hope is in Jesus Christ. Pray to your Father in that name and he will ease your pain or shorten it]. That's what Tyndale had said in his last letter. And that's what John tried to do, though he could not kneel or even bow his head from his fixed position on the wall. (p. 365)
~ Brenda Rickman Vantrease
My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing
~ Bret Easton Ellis
The images I had were of people being driven mad by living in the city. Images of parents who were so hungry and unfulfilled that they ate their own children.
~ Bret Easton Ellis