Quotes About Suffering

There is no miserable place waiting for you, no hell realm, sitting and waiting like Alaska—waiting to turn you into ice cream. But whatever you call it—hell or the suffering realms—it is something that you enter by creating a world of neurotic fantasy and believing it to be real. It sounds simple, but that's exactly what happens.

Inadequate love is love. Unrequited love is love.

Cycling is so hard, the suffering is so intense, that it's absolutely cleansing. The pain is so deep and strong that a curtain descends over your brain….Once; someone asked me what pleasure I took in riding for so long. 'PLEASURE???? I said.' 'I don't understand the question.' I didn't do it for the pleasure; I did it for the pain.

Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die?

Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas

I was unhappy for a long time, and very lonesome, living with my grandmother. Then it was that books began to happen to me, and I began to believe in nothing but books and the wonderful world in books — where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas.

No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.

You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.

Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my Heart

He closed his eyes. "I'm so tired, Tess," he said. "I only wanted pleasant dreams for once." "That is not the way to get them, Will," she said softly. "You cannot buy or drug or dream your way out of pain.

We do not get to choose when in our lives we feel pain," said Matthew. "It comes when it comes, and we try to remember, even though we cannot imagine a day when it will release its hold on us, that all pain fades. All misery passes. Humanity is drawn to light, not darkness.

When our hearts break, they break into shards that cannot be easily fit back together.

She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren't in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves.

But unlike you," said Jace, "there is nothing of hell in us." "You are mortal; you age; you die," the Queen said dismissively. "If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is?

I have lost everything. Lost everything. Everything. - William Herondale

The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.

There are some kinds of wounds you can get, internal injuries. You don't know what's wrong with you, but you're bleeding to death slowly inside.

Grief can be so bad you can't breathe, but that's what it means to be human. We lose, we suffer, but we have to keep breathing.

To lose an arm or a leg would be painful, but to lose the central truth of your life felt—fatal.

The world is terrible," said Mark tonelessly. "And some are drawn down into it and drown there, and some rise above and carry others with them.

How much is love meant to hurt?" he had asked his father once. "Oh, terribly," his father had said with a smile. "But we suffer for love because love it worth it.

How they loved each other, these three, how they had suffered for each another, and yet how much joy they clearly took from simply being in the same room.

If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me

But all these were things he could not want, because they were things he could not have, and wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness.