Quotes About Suffering

Devolva-se a humanidade à forja que a criou e utilizem-se martelos semelhantes para tornar a esculpi-la e ela se contorcerá na mesma imagem torturada. Cultivem-se de novo as mesmas sementes de desordem e opressão rapaces e certamente serão colhidos os mesmos frutos amargos.

Yet this made me none the happier, for, even if she had not taken that tone of our being disposed of by others, I should have felt that she held my heart in her hand because she wilfully chose to do it, and not because it would have wrung any tenderness in her, to crush it and throw it away.

who was never vexed by the great exactions he made of her in return for the riches he might have given her if he had ever had them, and who lovingly closed his eyes upon the Marshalsea and all its blighted fruits.

Nuevamente la calle volvió a su estado habitual, de que saliera un momento, y quedó triste, fría, sucia, llena de enfermedades y de miseria, de ignorancia y de hambre.

We have none of us long to wait for Death. Patience, patience! He'll be here soon enough for us all.

I think the best side of such people is almost hidden from us. What the poor are to the poor is little known, excepting to themselves and God.

I say, we were so robbed, and hunted, and were made so poor, that our father told us it was a dreadful thing to bring a child into the world, and that what we should most pray for, was, that our women might be barren and our miserable race die out!

eleven hundred defenceless prisoners of both sexes and all ages had been killed by the populace;

No rest, no peace. Incessant torture of remorse.

I would ask you to believe that he has a heart he very, very seldom reveals and that there are deep wounds in it. My dear, I have seen it bleeding.

doubtful whether their rays have even yet discovered it, as a point in space where anything is suffered or done: the shadows of the night were broad and black. All through the cold and restless interval, until dawn, they once more whispered in the ears of Mr. Jarvis Lorry—sitting opposite the buried man who had been dug out, and wondering what

Besides, the children of the poor know but few pleasures. Even the cheap delights of childhood must be bought and paid for.

me era imposible mirarla sin sentir compasión, pues advertía que estaba muy castigada al haberse convertido en una ruina, por no tener ningún lugar en la tierra en que había nacido; por la vanidad del dolor, que había sido su principal manía, como la vanidad de la penitencia, del remordimiento y de la indignidad, así como otras monstruosas vanidades que han sido otras tantas maldiciones en este mundo.

achievements as sentencing a youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body

Look at me,' said Miss Havisham. 'You are not afraid of a woman who has never seen the sun since you were born?

No faltaban señales de lo que hacia pobres a aquella gente desgraciada: los impuestos del Estado, los diezmos para la iglesia, los impuestos para el señor, los impuestos locales y generales, habían de ser pagados sin remedio, de acuerdo con un cartel fijado en el pueblo de modo visible, y lo que más raro parecía es con todos esos impuestos estuviera el pueblecillo todavía en pie.

Changeless and hopeless, the tumbrils roll along.

Mas uma vez o senhor me disse: "Que Deus a abençoe! Que Deus a perdoe!" E se foi capaz de me dizer isso naquela ocasião, não hesitará em repetir agora as palavras... agora que passei pelo aprendizado mais duro do sofrimento, que posso compreender como era o seu coração. O sofrimento venceu-me e despedaçou-me, mas espero que me tenha tornado melhor. Peço que seja atencioso comigo, que seja generoso como da última vez, e me diga que somos amigos.

My poor girl, what is the matter?' She looked up suddenly, with reddened eyes, and with her hands suspended, in the act of pinching her neck, freshly disfigured with great scarlet blots. 'It's nothing to you what's the matter. It don't signify to any one.

The imaginary student pursued by the misshapen creature he had impiously made, was not more wretched than I, pursued by the creature who had made me, and recoiling from him with a stronger repulsion, the more he admired me and the fonder he was of me.

youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive,

they had a weazen little baby, with a heavy head that it couldn't hold up, and two weak staring eyes, with which it seemed to be always wondering why it had ever been born. It

Death has no right to leave him standing, and to mow me down!

La aldea tenía una pobre calle, una pobre fábrica de cerveza, una pobre curtiduría, una pobre taberna, un pobre establo donde se albergaban los caballos de posta, una pobre fuente y pobres habitantes.