Quotes About Pain

Each of us bears his own Hell.

But the queen--too long she has suffered the pain of love, hour by hour nursing the wound with her lifeblood, consumed by the fire buried in her heart. [...] His looks, his words, they pierce her heart and cling-- no peace, no rest for her body, love will give her none.

Reasoning required language, Descartes argued, and animal calls were only automatic sounds made in response to external stimuli. One of his followers, the philosopher Nicolas Malebranche, summarized the Descartian view: "[Animals] eat without pleasure, cry without pain, grow without knowing it; they desire nothing, fear nothing, know nothing.

felt the sting of rejection.

Mais elle a le bide troué, et son nuage s'engouffre dedans.

No habla con nadie. Solo se arrastra bajo los golpes que le propina su novio, por la noche y a escondidas. Para todos los demás, es majestuosa.

The cross] is a way of life that we live out. It is a practice that involves risk. It is a story that, if truly told, courts danger but moves also into hopeful solidarity, the solidarity of those who are moved by the pain of God in the midst of this world, or by the pain of the world in the midst of God.

Even he who laughs best can be hurt by a jest.

Indeed, history is nothing more than a tableau of crimes and misfortunes.

The twist in his lower back that was aggravated by lifting objects, or sneezing, or moving, or not moving. No one had ever told him that growing old would hurt so much.

We both knew what was happening now, and we were both grateful for it. Of all the wonderful things that humans do for dogs, this was one of the best—helping us when we are in the sort of pain that can only be eased with death.

Art is born of humiliation.

Those to whom evil is done, do evil in return

I know that you're selfish, selfish beyond words, and I know that you haven't the nerve of a rabbit, I know you're a liar and a humbug, I know that you're utterly contemptible. And the tragic part is'--her face was on a sudden distraught with pain--'the tragic part is that notwithstanding I love you with all my heart.

All of your scars are on the inside, are they not?" he asked. I nodded. "Not so severe as yours, I feel." "Why? Because they may not have involved as much bodily pain?

What hurts the soul My soul adores

the soul cannot live without sorrow.

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.

In a tragic contradiction between the normal and the exceptional, there is suffering, in a comic contradiction, none.

And the truth cannot be hid; Somebody chose their pain, What needn't have happened did.

There was an old man of St. Bees, Who was stung in the arm by a wasp; When they asked, "Does it hurt?" He replied, "No, it doesn't, But I thought all the while 'twas a Hornet.

You look the conflict with your ego & i look the same conflict with thought.Your ego never gives me a second chance..we are left to suffer!

Her coming was my hope each day, Her parting was my pain; The chance that did her steps delay Was ice in every vein.