Quotes About Suffering

Dogs with broken legs are shot; men with broken souls write through the night.

I like a look of Agony, because I know it's true - men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Throe

Drowning men, it is said, cling to wisps of straw.

To live, is to suffer; and the honest man is always fighting to be master of his own mind.

Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.

The pitfall of the feminist is the belief that the interests of men and women can ever be severed; that what brings sufferings to the one can leave the other unscathed.

A woman whom we need and who makes us suffer elicits from us a whole gamut of feelings far more profound and vital than a man of genius who interests us.

Men bound hand and foot in the endless chain of cause & effect cannot free each other.

A man who has not suffered has nothing to tell with his paintings.

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul.

Necessitous men are not free men.

Man is the cruelest animal. At tragedies, bullfights, and crucifixions he has so far felt best on earth; and when he invented hell for himself, behold, that was his very heaven.

In an ugly and unhappy world the richest man can purchase nothing but ugliness and unhappiness.

The happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burden in silence. Without this silence, happiness would be impossible.

A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn't he?

If you are able to explain suffering, a man once told him, you weren't really there.

Never envy a man his lady. Behind it all lays a living hell.

How in this world can we put a man on the moon, and still have a need for a place like St. Judes?

Who can measure the love Christ felt for a lost world, as he hung upon the cross, suffering for the sins of guilty men? This love was immeasurable. It was infinite.

I saw a great many men die afterwards, some suffering horribly, but I do not recall any death that affected me quite so much as that of this first victim in my platoon.

Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love.

It is not every man who can be exquisitely miserable, any more than exquisitely happy.

It is the same: a chosen one is a man whom God's finger crushes against the wall.

A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.