Quotes About Suffering

Ausgerechnet der Mensch ist unmenschlich.

Weak Christians are afraid of the shadow of the cross.

The Lord Jesus... sweetens all other gifts that are bestowed upon the sons of men. He turns every bitter into sweet, and makes every sweet more sweet.

Isolation is the sum total of wretchedness to a man.

O poor mortals, how ye make this earth bitter for each other.

Reform is not pleasant, but grievous no person can reform themselves without suffering and hard work, how much less a nation.

Every noble crown is, and on earth will forever be, a crown of thorns.

The suffering man ought really to consume his own smoke; there is no good in emitting smoke till you have made it into fire.

The tragedy of life is not so much what we suffer but what we miss.

Always moreover where the Millions are wretched, there are the Thousands straitened, unhappy; only the Units can flourish; or say rather, be ruined the last.

O poor mortals, how ye make this Earth bitter for each other; this fearful and wonderful Life fearful and horrible; and Satan has his place in all hearts!

The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss.

War has a deeper and more ineffable relation to hidden grandeurs in man than has yet been deciphered.

Thomas de Quincey

And although it is true that the calamities of my noviciate in London had struck root so deeply in my bodily constitution, that afterwards they shot up and flourished afresh, and grew into a noxious umbrage that has overshadowed and darkened my latter years, yet these second assaults of suffering were met with a fortitude more confirmed, with the resources of a maturer intellect, and with alleviations from sympathising affection—how deep and tender!

Nevertheless, I have a very reprehensible way of heating at times in the midst of my own misery: and, unless when I am checked by some powerful feelings, I am afraid I shall be guilty of this indecent practice even in these annals of suffering or enjoyment

Not the Opium-eater, but the opium, is the true hero of the tale, and the legitimate centre on which the interest revolves.

a poor friendless child, apparently ten years old; but she seemed hunger bitten; and sufferings of that sort often make children look older than they are.

The best of men That e'er wore earth about Him was a Sufferer, A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit; The first true gentleman that ever breathed.

O, what a heaven is love, O, what a hell

I am a voice for innocent animals who are being neglected and dumped by the millions at shelters.

The neurotic is nailed to the cross of his fiction.

Things like Abu Ghraib and even Guantanamo are not new things: there are many precedents.

My professional dreams were coming true while I was living a personal nightmare.