Quotes About Agony

Power came the way a child came -- with agony.

So much agony caused, so much evil done in God's name.

I had only to move my fingers a little a jab them into the soft tissues, gouge away his sight and give him more agony than he was giving me.

Yet obscurely I saw that the ultimate cosmos was nevertheless lovely, and perfectly formed; and that every frustration and agony within it, however cruel to the sufferer, issued finally, without any miscarriage, in the enhanced lucidity of the cosmical spirit itself. In this sense at least no individual tragedy was in vain.

La guerra è un infanticidio in massa, rinviato di vent'anni.

I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable as I was to feel the least particle of confidence in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed. I feigned an innocent optimism; I gradually perfected myself in the role of the farcical eccentric.

I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable I was in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed.

I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable as I was to feel the least particle of confidence in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed. I feigned an innocent optimism; I gradually

The agonies I have suffered night after night have made for a hell composed of an infinite diversity of tortures, but—though this is a very strange way to put it—the wound has gradually become dearer to me than my own flesh and blood, and I have thought its pain to be the emotion of the wound as it lived or even its murmur of affection.

Although my body was useless, out of what felt like desperation, I acted out a hateful, scathing punishment. There were days when each time I lowered the hoe, I would groan, "Die! Just die and end it! Die! Die and end it all!" I planted 600 sweet potato vines.

the tension in my heart had melted into something akin to a sensation of happiness, peace of mind one might even say, at the realisation that I had now reached the very bottom of agony.

Remember what makes prayer easy is not our wits or our understanding, but the tremendous agony of God in redemption...Prayer is not what it costs us, but what it cost God to enable us to pray.

His agony is the basis of the simplicity of our salvation.

Can Jesus Christ see the agony of His soul in us? He can't unless we are so closely identified with Him that we have His view concerning the people for whom we pray. May we learn to intercede so wholeheartedly that Jesus Christ will be completely and overwhelmingly satisfied with us as intercessors.

His was a life which lacked, perhaps, the sublimer emotions which raised Man to the level of the gods, but it was undeniably an extremely happy one. He never experienced the thrill of ambition fulfilled, but, on the other hand, he never knew the agony of ambition frustrated....

he's beginning to understand that grief doesn't strike bargains. There's no way of avoiding the agony—or even of getting through it faster. It's got him in its claws and it won't let go till he's learnt every lesson it has to teach.

This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.

And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside me. And i fall back into it.

And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside of me.

It was like looking into the most despairing kind of madness, a madness that only felt hurt and pain, a madness that therefore could only act in hurt and pain.

War makes Monsters of Men

Even cancer doctors had no clue about how to address the physical agony caused by the disease, he said. "They don't know how to treat it because they haven't been taught how to treat it.

There comes a moment when an individual who is too honest to take refuge in the old illusion of self-importance is suspended agonizingly between the flat sky and the flat earth, and prayer is no more that a slight gumminess on the roof of the mouth.

What is the heart but a small hand of agonies?