Quotes About Pain

The wounds were burning like suns at five in the afternoon, and the crowd broke the windows At five in the afternoon. Ah, that fatal five in the afternoon! It was five by all the clocks!

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

Till taught by pain, Men really know not what good water's worth.

The great object of life is sensation—to feel that we exist, even though in pain. It is this 'craving void' which drives us to gaming—to battle—to travel—to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description, whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.

The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.

Physical ills are the taxes laid upon this wretched life; some are taxed higher, and some lower, but all pay something.

You said you're lonely You said you're blue You lost your lover Let me console you If you surrender You'll feel no pain Cause I'm the master Of this game

For me, porn was about my pain in my life as a child. And I was completely acting out. I was a wild kid. I was angry at the world. And I was very rebellious, and I wanted to show everybody.

Because if the Texan hadn't been mistaken (or lying), and Jake had been convicted of the murder—and sentenced to hang for it—her dreams of a future with him would remain just that. And the mere thought of losing him, even for a reason like that, woke an ache inside her that she'd thought long buried, a pain as cutting and as deep as Mary's death had caused.

appeared fierce, but Oscar decided this was due more to the fact that his face was still cut and swollen from

My PEMF Experience with Bemer has helped me with the reduction of physical pain, an increased creative endurance and a renewed awareness and connection to the needs of my mind and body"

In the outside i smile, but deep inside im empty. No one notice how much i have to fake my smiles. It scares me how empty i feel inside.

todos somos trozos del mismo barro, pobres monos condenados a buscar placer, soportar dolor y tirar adelante

El buen Dios no debería dejar que se pueda joder a otro sin verle llorar, sin oír sus gritos, sin sentir su dolor y cargarlo en la memoria

The pain, the sense of loss, of fear—it would hit out of nowhere. She'd learned this. She'd also learned to accept it, and to bow under it, give in to it, because the harder she tried to shove it away, the harder it hit next time around, and it would be all the more debilitating

Pain and loneliness washed over her. It would come like this, out of nowhere, at the most unexpected times, prompted by some small thing. Or it would rise like a flood from her belly

Emotion. Need. Desire for human contact. And it was killing her because it hurt. It hurt like all hell. And she couldn't have it.

clamped his left hand hard over the wound. Blood

Since after the accident. I heard. But sometimes people are broken and don't know how to mend because they aren't able to say what they need or deeply want. Sometimes you get to a point in life where you realize you've made a terrible mistake and you desperately need to fix it, but it's so deep and bitterly ingrained you can't start.

Who knew grief could be so goddamned physical, a dark and sly trickster that blindsided you when you weren't even thinking about loss,

Part of me is looking for a way to destroy myself." She pauses. "And now you are judging me. I can see it. In your eyes." "This is a safe space, Paisley. You should feel free to say anything here.

Who knew grief could be so goddamned physical, a dark and sly trickster that blindsided you when you weren't even thinking about loss, and suddenly you couldn't get it out of your mind again.

No. Not really. I haven't been okay for a long time, and I don't think I realized the extent of the toll this is taking on me.

I asked you to come because I need your help." ... "Those last may be the most difficult four words I've ever uttered in my life," he said. "I thought I would choke saying them." "I thought I'd faint, hearing them," she said. "In my experience, men would rather have a limb amputated than admit they need help. And to seek it from a woman is completely unheard of." He smiled. "The pain is nearly unbearable.