Quotes About Agony

Heart broken-he felt a deep ache in his chest, like that of a sore muscle, and each beat of his heart pained him

The true agony of war isn't being wounded yourself, it's having to watch those you care about being hurt.

At that instant, Eragon's back ruptured in an explosion of agony so intense he experienced it with all five senses: as a deafening waterfall of sound; a metallic taste that coated his tongue; an acrid eye-watering stench in his nostrils, redolent of vinegar; pulsing colors, and above all the feeling that Durza had just laid open his back.

But now he felt a deep ache in his chest—like that of a sore muscle—and each beat of his heart pained him. His

Truly, a life in constant pain is the life of the damned.

I'd compare watching that thing to masturbating with sandpaper

And now was one to believe that there was nowhere a god of hogs, to whom this hog personality was precious, to whom these hog squeals and agonies had a meaning?

The gates of memory would roll open—old joys would stretch out their arms to them, old hopes and dreams would call to them, and they would stir beneath the burden that lay upon them, and feel its forever immeasurable weight. They could not even cry out beneath it; but anguish would seize them, more dreadful than the agony of death.

He learned that love is not all pleasure, but can be agony and heartache, martyrdom and sacrifice. He learned what the clergyman was talking about in the marriage service: for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do us part.

Maybe he would drain Kit's blood in one swift act rather than torture him for days

Your heart is raw and bleeding. Everything is strange and terrible.

There is no hypocrisy so great as the words which we say to ourselves, I wish to know the worst! At heart we do not wish it at all. We have a dreadful fear of knowing it. Agony is mingled with a dim effort not to see the end. We do not own it to ourselves, but we would draw back if we dared; and when we have advanced, we reproach ourselves for having done so.

She talked thus, bent double, shaken with sobs, blinded by tears, her neck bare, clenching her hands, coughing with a dry and short cough, stammering very feebly with an agonised voice. Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. At that moment Fantine had again become beautiful. At certain instants she stopped and tenderly kissed the policeman's coat. She would have softened a heart of granite; but you cannot soften a heart of wood

The death agony of the barricade was about to begin. For, since the preceding evening, the two rows of houses in the Rue de la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, windows closed, shutters closed. A house is an escarpment, a door is a refusal, a facade is a wall. This wall hears, sees and will not. It might open and save you. No. This wall is a judge. It gazes at you and condemns you. What dismal things are closed houses.

They say that it is, nothing, that one does not suffer, that it is an easy end; that death in this why is very much simplified. Ah! then, what do they call they call this agony of six weeks, this summing up in one day? What then is the anguish of this irreparable day, which is passing so slowly and yet so fast? What is this ladder of tortures which terminates in the scaffold?

There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, and he, he rattles in the death agony.

All war is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it.

Todavía perdura este patio la tormenta del combate; es visible el espanto; las convulsiones de la refriega se han quedado petrificadas en ese lugar; los seres están vivos, y luego muertos; fue ayer. Las paredes agonizan, las piedras se caen, las brechas vocean; los agujeros son llagas; los árboles inclinados y estremecidos parecen esforzarse por escapar.

Era um desses homens que dominam o espanto produzido pelos lances desesperados. Não obstante o ingente perigo da crise, não obstante o medonho aspecto da catástrofe, os gestos daquele homem em nada semelhavam a agonia do afogado que debaixo da água abre desmesuradamente os olhos num esgar convulso e horroroso.

a viciousness that left her bleeding. "Schnell!

Married, Married, Married! Buried! Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Dealing with the loss of Kelsey should have made her more attuned to the agony of others,

Do you know the feeling, when your heart is so hurt, that you could feel the blood dripping?

It was like dying, but without the consolation of oblivion.