Quotes About Pain

Sorrow and love ? life, in other words ? cannot be considered a sickness because they hurt.

Grief does not always come out in tears.

It's a terrifying thing, the pain of a stranger. Impossible to bear it all, even on a strong day, even when the sun is shining and my back doesn't hurt and the dishes are all done.

Man's consciously lived fragility, individuality and relatedness make the experience of pain, of sickness and of death an integral part of his life. The ability to cope with this trio autonomously is fundamental to his health. As he becomes dependent on the management of his intimacy, he renounces his autonomy and his health must decline.

They would beat him and hammer him and drill him. He bobbed, and ducked, and refused to fall. They struck out, as if they were driving nails into him, and with every blow he felt more like himself

What doesn't hurt - is not life; what doesn't pass - is not happiness.

Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint.

I wish...I wish I were dead..." And what use would that be to anyone?

And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off? Or pretending? He let them fall.

Would it hurt to die?

The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced. . . . It is that absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very deadened feeling, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it's a healthy feeling. It is a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different.

To hurt is as human as to breathe.

Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human … the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.

Our habitual efforts to extricate ourselves, far from freeing us, actually keep us locked in the pain we're trying to escape.

All love is unrequited. All of it.

victims, aren't we all?

The world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them.

All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But... I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.

My childhood did not prepare me for the fact that the world is full of cruel and bitter things.

Pain is subtle. He has cold grey fingers. His voice is horse from crying & screaming... When people try to avoid him, he follows them silently & turns upas the bartender, or the bus driver... Pain has an elaborate filing system for keeping track of everyone... Pain respects people who are willing to take risks. If you... face him directly, he will give you a special ointment so your wounds don't fester.

Fatigue dulls the pain, but awakes enticing thoughts of death. So! that is the way in which you are tempted to overcome your loneliness -- by making the ultimate escape from life. -- No! It may be that death is to be your ultimate gift to life: it must not be an act of treachery against it.

Pain is always a fanged serpent, but to the fearful it has a hundred heads.