Quotes About Torment

The conscience of an artist worthy of the name is like an incurable disease which causes him endless torment but occasionally fills him with silent joy.

If there is a special Hell for writers it would be in the forced contemplation of their own works.

A more ancient precedent of ransom, that we may not always be tormented by our shame.

The smooth folds of her dress concealed a tumultuous heart, and her modest lips told nothing of her torment. She was in love.

Do you not know that there are souls constantly tormented?

What exasperated her was that Charles seemed to have no notion of her torment. His conviction that he was making her happy struck her as impudent imbecility, his uxorious complacency as ingratitude.

Well, he said, don't you know that there are souls forever in torment? They must have alternate dream and action, the purest passions and the most violent satisfactions, and that way one stumbles into all sorts of whims, of follies.

Aquel vestido de sencillos pliegues ocultaba un corazón atormentado, y aquellos labios tan púdicos en ningún momento descubrían la tormenta que se libraba en su interior.

Scrivo in uno stato di tensione insostenibile. Fra poco sarà l'alba e, allora, io non esisterò più. Privo d'ogni mezzo, privo della droga che — sola — mi ha consentito fino ad oggi di sopravvivere ai miei incubi, non mi rimane altro modo per sottrarmi al tormento: mi getterò dall'alta finestra di questa soffitta, nella squallida strada sottostante.

Alas for him who chafes at soothing ease, And cries for fever'd joys and pains to please: They please a moment, but the pleasure flies, And the rack'd soul, a prey to passion, dies.

But the stream of Time, swift flowing, Brings the torment of half-knowing

A new generation forgets the specters that may have tormented the old… And yet, always, to all eternity, it is the same specter assailing the same man century after century.

That was how he would go on tormenting her, after his physical departure from her life. A baroque plan, byzantine even, a plan that both pleased and shamed him. He awaited only the night, this one grotesque, terrible night.

The doors of Hell are never bolted or barred, to those who belong there.

An ox carcass by Rembrandt seems so utterly butchered as to be agonisingly still alive. A

The torment that so many young women know, bound hand and foot by love and motherhood, without having forgotten their former dreams.

I listened to the whine in my voice with a detached fascination. It was a false question. No answer would have pacified me. I had simply given in to a perverse need to ask, to expose and torment myself, and as soon as I heard the words, I experienced both relief and humiliation.

Politics is such a torment that I advise everyone I love not to mix with it.

Love begets love. This torment is my joy.

In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?

I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!

Love is, after all, a curse of suffering.

The torment that so many young women know, bound hand and foot by love and motherhood, without having forgotten their former dreams.

I guess the sacrifice of my dignity is the only thing that will save us now. The things I endure for love. The Fates laugh at my torment.