Quotes About Suffering

La paix a été aussi mauvaise que la guerre. La paix a tué autant d'hommes que la guerre. La paix es aussi mauvaise… aussi mauvaise…

There's a pleasure to loving someone even when you know there's no chance in them loving you back. The pain I felt let me know I was still alive.

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don't have to play this losing game all the way through.

Sadie had willed herself to be great: art doesn't typically get made by happy people.

It begins to seem to me that life is little more than a series of losses, and as you must know by now, I hate losing.

I am so tired of your crap. Do you honestly think you suffer more than everyone else? Do you think you suffer more than I do? Do you think you're the first person to ever have a baby? Or lose someone? Do you think you're some goddamned pioneer when it comes to grief?

They say it's all in my head." Marx thought about this. "But what pain isn't?

Sam did not believe his body could feel anything but pain, and so he did not desire pleasure in the same way that other people seemed to. Sam was happiest when his body was feeling nothing. He was happiest when he did not have to think about his body—when he could forget that he had a body at all.

Sadie had willed herself to be great: art doesn't typically get made by happy people.

Maybe you survive cancer, maybe you survive the Holocaust, but life'll get you every time.

Sometimes, I would be in so much pain. The only thing that kept me from wanting to die was the fact that I could leave my body and be in a body that worked perfectly for a while—better than perfectly, actually—with a set of problems that were not my own.

All the suffering and frustration of the past two weeks came bursting out in an unpremeditated explosion.

As she sat down, Caro sent Alice a haughty warning glance. She rested her elbow on the chair arm and braced her forehead with her fingertips, the very sketch of a person suffering the aftereffects of intemperance. 'Serves you right,' Alice thought, sending her an answering look that flashed with rebellion.

Pandering candidates often promise that they can make the pain go away.

The person in the song is really addressing a powerful and constant state of yearning more than he is any real lover. It's the state of this yearning that torments him, yet he also loves his torment. He needs it. Because he understands that being able to feel this yearning so exquisitely is his secret strength.

What wars really destroyed were families.

That's when I realized that Heaven doesn't exist in another place, and neither does Hell. It's all here on Earth. We live them both, right here with one another. It's just that sometimes we have to go through Hell to get to Heaven.

That's when I realized that Heaven doesn't exist in another place, and neither does Hell. It's all here on Earth. We live them both right here with one another. It's just sometimes we have to go through Hell to get to Heaven. - Eoghan (The Last Princess - page 255)

And the degree to which you hold back surrendering everything to love is the degree to which you suffer. The degree to which you try to maintain the story about who you think you are is the degree to which you feel isolated from love. Until you realize, "I want truth, which is love, more than anything," you will experience yourself as separate from love. Love is the constant. Love is not an aspect of truth. Truth, God, and self are aspects of love.

No matter what the world is reflecting, whether circumstances are beautiful or terrifying, if your internal story is one of victimhood, you will suffer. It is very simple. If you are quite certain that you aren't telling yourself a story of victimization, and yet you continue to suffer, then I suggest you are lying to yourself.

The story can also serve as a philosophy for getting on in society – to teach the morally superior man that each day he should investigate his own personal conduct, or that human life is suffering, or that suffering in life derives from the self. Or the story could be developed into numerous intricate and complex theories. It all depends on how the storyteller tells it.

pain is pain and grief is grief. It might be inevitable, it might even be built into the nature of things, but it isn't good, and it ought not to be tolerated, if there's a choice.)

Art teaches us the things that reality can't. Teaches us to live with the things that seem beyond endurance. Missed chances. Failed love affairs. Suffering and death—the stuff of actual life.

He will give joy to those who suffer for doing what is right.