Quotes About Torment

I was sent by God to torment / myself, my family, everyone / whom it's a sin to torment.

O desânimo, Mister Black, é o pior tormento de que um homem pode sofrer.

This is torment for me, Eva. I can't focus. I can't sleep. I lose my temper at the slightest irritants. I'm in hell without you.

What holes this papery day is already full of! He has been burning me with cigarettes

The tongues of hell are dull.

What love did then, love does now: Gnaws me through.

Intoxicated with madness, I'm in love with my sadness.

Another day of hell. He is on the prowl, all the fiends are come to torment me: and I alone am escaped to tell thee.

Hell is oneself, Hell is alone.

The dove descending breaks the air With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare The one discharge from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love. Love is the unfamiliar Name Behind the hands that wove The intolerable shirt of flame Which human power cannot remove. We only live, only suspire Consumed by either fire or fire.

For our own past is covered by the currents of action, But the torment of others remains an experience Unqualified, unworn by subsequent attrition. People change, and smile: but the agony abides.

Lady of silences Calm and distressed Torn and most whole Rose of memory Rose of forgetfulness Exhausted and life-giving Worried reposeful The single Rose Is now the Garden Where all loves end Terminate torment Of love unsatisfied The greater torment Of love satisfied End of the endless Journey to no end Conclusion of all that Is inconclusible Speech without word and Word of no speech Grace to the Mother For the Garden Where all love ends.

Who then devised the torment? Love.

I . . . should have known . . . that my . . . torment was not yet finished, my guilt not forgiven.

A depressão atormentava Ignatiev todas as noites. Pesada, desconcertante, de cabeça baixa, sentava-se na beira da cama e pegava-lhe na mão - uma enfermeira triste para um doente incurável. E passavam horas em silêncio, de mão dada.

The day here is a something without value, a mere torment suffered by living creatures as they await the night. Night is deliverance.

He felt as if his flesh had been neatly filleted and packed with salt, each organ stuffed with burning coals, his bones drilled open and filled with molten lead.

Terrifying creatures without heads or feet. Death hiding in black shrouds. But the death called Fury had teeth and claws, and they'd tortured and toyed with his mind and body for hours. Manipulated and exposed his deepest fears and doubts, broken his mind and his body. Trust us and we will leave you alone. Surrender to us and we'll keep you safe from harm. We are friends. We are you.

Allí donde esté tiene pelo ardiendo como una torre y me quema desde lejos , me hace pedazos nada más que con su ausencia.

Allí donde esté tiene el pelo ardiendo como una torre y me quema desde lejos, me hace pedazos nada más que con su ausencia

me atormenta tu amor que no me sirve de puente porque un puente no se sostiene de un solo lado...

Se puede matar todo menos la nostalgia, la llevamos en el color de los ojos, en cada amor, en todo lo que profundamente atormenta y desata y engaña.

In a civilization that glorifies success and happiness and is blind to the sufferings of others, people's eyes can be opened to the truth if they remember that at the centre of the Christian faith stands an unsuccessful, tormented Christ, dying in forsakenness.

Ardeat ipsa licet, tormentia gaudet amantis. (Though she may herself burn, she delights in her lover's torment.)