Quotes About Suffering

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.

Slavery is an element of the human heart...to our ruin.

ach! wüßtet ihr wie schwer es ist, wenn man gehängt ist und nicht sterben kann!!

ach, gebt mir meinen Tod, damit ich bleibe

Never forget: we walk on hell, gazing at flowers.

All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes.

In this world we walk on the roof of hell, gazing at flowers

Mondo di sofferenza: eppure i ciliegi sono in fiore!

Suicide is an escape from life. What is life? An escape from death. This means that each of us must die twice. There is the death waiting for us ahead, and the death that comes pursuing from behind.... Once you are free at least from the death that comes pursuing you, you can relax and enjoy life as you go along.

They might as well lick each other's wounds. But they would lick forever, and the wounds would never heal, and in the end their tongues would be worn away.

The thorn of death falls from heaven, and its myriad forms leave us no room to move.

I urge the Iraqi leadership for sake of its own people... to seize this opportunity and thereby begin to end the isolation and suffering of the Iraqi people.

And so Yoshimi heard the dry pop one more time. Her forehead felt as if it were being crushed by a car. That was all.

Little by little - no, a lot by a lot - they all took from her. No one gave her anything. Mitsuko became a hollow shell.

Alas, to us Jews they are a sad story familiar through centuries of repetition, and it is almost unbelievable that the old martyrdom must be endured in a civilized nation today.

I'm tired, & supporting the entire world has ruined my back.

Now you know why it was so hard for me to let go of one more thing...the land, the view, a sense of something...one thing just staying the way it should be. ... I'm tired, tired of losing ground, of losing control, of losing so many people that I love.

There really is no justice in a broken life!

As Romans 8:28 assures us, "We know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.

Compassion also brings us into the territory of mystery — encouraging us not just to see beauty, but perhaps also to look for the face of God in the moment of suffering, in the face of a stranger, in the face of the vibrant religious other.

I was a person who had suffered a trauma by giving up my baby, and this recovery process was necessary.

C. S. Lewis put it, "We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.

Finally, through the gray, we saw them. Three officers on horseback led. We ran outside to cheer, but the men were quiet and thin. The sight of them took my breath away. "They have no shoes," Elizabeth whispered. We watched for several minutes as they passed by. We were unable to speak. Their footprints left blood in the snow.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.