Quotes About Torment

I have decided the two choices open to me are (1) to torment myself or (2) to trust the Lord. There is no earthly solution to the problems that confront me. But I can add to my problems, as I believe I have done, by dwelling on them. So, no more of that.

I have decided the two options for me are (1) to torment myself or (2) to trust the Lord. There is no earthly solution to the problems that confront me. But I can add to my problems, as I have believe I have done, by dwelling on them.

El cumpleaños quedaría grabado de manera imborrable en su memoria, como si Dios o acaso el diablo hubiera querido que ese día comprobara que, en materia de crueldad humana, no había límites, que siempre era posible ir más allá inventando maneras de infligir tormento al prójimo

He was not sure to what he had to be loyal. But he assumed that this uncertainty, like the other torments suffered by his fellow lunatics, would someday vanish.

Love is at once always absurd and never absurd; the more grotesque its form, the more love itself confers a certain dignity on the circumstances of those it torments.

Even if one life is manifest and the other is mostly hypothetical, the inability to occupy your own reality is torment, is torture. It is sin and punishment all in one.

Lost in his own world half the time, and tormented by devils the other half. Sometimes he's so far gone he doesn't recognize his own name.

Their tongues will burn, I thought, as though they had eaten fire. Their throats will burn when the words come out, and in their bellies they will feel a torment hotter than a thousand fires.

She had done so much to preserve herself from this kind of captivity and had taken inevitably one of the many roads which would lead her to the same torment; she was helpless among people who hated her and showed it by holding her motionless until they should choose to release her.

The voices would not stop. They were a torment, Her past became a kaleidoscope of shifting images that kept racing through her mind.

Then it occurred to me that many of these people had suffered more than Christ himself. "I pondered this until I felt that my heart and mind would burst. But finally I received the light that I had prayed and begged for. And I realized that just as they had suffered, so should we all have the courage to suffer. Who would be so foolish not to accept pain and torment if this was the way to a faithful and steadfast bridegroom who waits with open arms, his breast bloody and burning with love.

Su desnudez ya no me incomodaba: ya no se trataba de mi madre sino de un pobre cuerpo atormentado.

My sufferings I can compare to nothing else than the burning agonies of hell!

But now to hear your story—is there a man more agonized? More wed to pain and frenzy? Not a man on earth, the joy of your life ground down to nothing

Apenas quero declarar que, sem saber, 435 manténs as relações mais torpes e sacrílegas com a criatura que devias venerar, alheio à sordidez de tua própria vida!

inside me I'm dying

A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret suffrings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music. People corwd around the poet and say to him: Sing for us soon again; that is as much to say, May new sufferings torment your soul.

What is the holding of breath? It is a flight from the Self, it is a temporary escape from the torment of Self. It is a temporary palliative against the pain and folly of life.

Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

Things I hate comes with a pain.

Me miserable! which way shall I flyInfinite wrath, and infinite despair?Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;And in the lowest deep a lower deep,Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

The hell within him.

Me miserable! Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

Hell has no benefits, only torture.