Quotes About Torment

Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.

The transformative power of love is not fully embraced in our society because we often wrongly believe that torment and anguish are our 'natural' condition.

We cannot know love if we remain unable to surrender our attachment to power, if any feeling of vulnerability strikes terror in our hearts. Lovelessness torments.

Leo hurried up to bed and hid under the covers. Under the covers he thought his life through. Although he soon fell asleep he could not sleep her out of his mind. He woke, beating his breast. Though he prayed to be rid of her, his prayers went unanswered. Through days of torment he endlessly struggled not to love her; fearing success, he escaped it. He then concluded to convert her to goodness, himself to God. The idea alternately nauseated and exalted him.

And I was desolate and sick of an old passion.

I was keenly conscious of the comrades-in-arms who had fallen with me. A bond surpassing by a hundredfold that which I had known in life bound me to them. I felt a sense of inexpressible relief and realized that I had feared, more than death, separation from them. I apprehended that excruciating war survivor's torment, the sense of isolation and self-betrayal experienced by those who had elected to cling yet to breath when their comrades had let loose their grip.

Most everyone has a private torment, some voracious badger that gnaws at them without ceasing, and this was Father's.

Most everyone has a private torment, some voracious badger that gnaws at them without ceasing

To sit and pass hour after hour in idle chatter with a roomful of strangers is to me the worst sort of torment

Do you think that there is a corner of this Earth that you could travel to far away enough to free me from this torment? I am a gentleman. My father raised me to act with honor, but that honor is hanging by a thread that grows more precarious with every moment I spend in your presence. You are the bane of my existence, and the object of all my desires.

Hope was a bitch. It tormented you far more than pain or grief ever did.

The pain is real!

To be silent and consumed by fire is the worst punishment on earth

You tormented a hummingbird of love between your teeth.

Hell goes round and round. In shape it is circular, and by nature it is interminable, repetitive, and nearly unbearable.

It all made sense — terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the torment of partly knowing had yielded to the infinitely greater terror of knowing precisely

The soul actually demands as much attention as the body . . . the soul was made for God, and without God it is restless and in secret torment.

Are those who love like those who died, risen again from death, Immortal in immortal torment never to be delivered?

Without Time's swiftness, which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.

Gentlemen living after me!     Since you are reading this little letter of mine, I have already departed from you and gone on to learn the secret of death, which remains concealed from your eyes behind seven seals. I am free, while you must carry on living in torment and fear.

It was the type of bad that made you want to do anything to please— —oh God please— —make it stop. It made you think about picking up a gun and silencing the sounds, if you knew where you were, if you knew that you were so close to your bedside table where you kept a gun in that small safe . . . Maya

The arm was the worst of it; it felt as though it'd been mangled by a tiger and then jammed into a blender set on pulverize. A blacksmith was mercilessly using her skull as an anvil. Her tongue and mouth had the dryness of both the Sahara and the worst hangover imaginable. Megan

We all have our scars and torment and ghosts. We all walk around and smile and pretend everything is okay. We are polite to strangers and share the road with them and stand in line at the supermarket and we manage to disguise the hurt and desperation. We work hard and make plans and more often than not, that all goes to hell.

I have no mouth. And I must scream...