Quotes About Pain

Peter Marin condemns the "inadequacy" of our psychological terminology in describing the magnitude and reality of the "pain of human conscience." As a society, he says, we seem unable to deal with moral pain or guilt.

The patients there were mostly teenaged girls, with the occasional boy. I thought of us all as tigers with thorns in our paws. We were beautiful beasts who'd gotten injured by life, by loss or trauma or shock, and if we could just get the splinters out of our paws, we'd be fine. My thorn was the fact that my mother had left me. Megan

My legs! Lord Jesus stop the pain in my legs!" "Hush John," Florida said. "That's only phantom pain." "Is it real?" I asked her. She shrugged. "All pain is real.

El amor te hace desgraciado", decía nuestra madre. "Mojas la almohada llorando hasta quedarte dormida, empañas las cabinas telefónicas, con tus lágrimas, tus sollozos hacen aullar al perro, fumas dos cigarrillos a la vez" (Del cuento Mamá)

Lo llaman romperse el corazón porque añorar a alguien es un dolor físico real, lo sientes en la sangre y en los huesos.

I can't handle you being dead, Ter. But you know that.

Por favor. ¿Podrían limpiarle los ojos? —A la mierda sus ojos. —Inclínate un poco, Jesse. Le lamí la sangre de los ojos. Tardé mucho rato; la sangre estaba espesa y reseca, pegada en las pestañas. Tenía que escupirla a cada momento. Con el cerco rojizo, sus ojos despedían un destello ambarino. —Eh, Maggie, a ver esa sonrisa. (Del cuento A ver esa sonrisa)

Truth may resolve doubt, but it has never been an analgesic.

Everything that's worth having in life hurts like the devil. There's no way round that.

I hate failure and that divorce was a Number One failure in my eyes. It was the worst period of my life. Neither Desi nor I have been the same since, physically or mentally.

they will empty your eyes of everything you love

a tongue blistered with smiling

The effort mined a core of dizziness inside him. He resisted it, but then realizing that there was nothing attractive about consciousness, nothing he cared to know about the someone in charge of death and butterflies, he let himself go spiraling down past layers of darkness and shining wings, darkness and mystical light, and a memory of pain so bright that it became a white darkness wherein he lost all track of being.

Throwing yourselves into recovery doesn't mean hiding from grief, pain, misery, aching. It just means you go with the present experience—when these emotions come, you open up to them and let them in—but you choose to get up in the morning and get out in the knowledge that, if you want to win this fight for survival, you've got to step up and take control.

My misfortune is doubly painful to me because it will result in my being misunderstood. For me there can be no recreation in the company of others, no intelligent conversation, no exchange of information with peers; only the most pressing needs can make me venture into society. I am obliged to live like an outcast.

I'd try to stuff myself into one of these scenarios, but it's like wearing a size five sneaker when your foot is a seven--you can get by for a few steps, and then you sit down and pull off the shoe because it just plain hurts too much.

DO you think it hurts to die? Not as much as it hurts to live, Trixie thought.

I loved Alex so much that it was easier to let him hurt me than to watch him hurt himself.

She'd been in labor for nineteen hours; I completely understood why she wanted to pass the buck. 'You are so beautiful,' her husband crooned, holding up her shoulders. 'You are so full of shit,' Lila snarled, but as a contraction settled over her like a net, she bore down and pushed.

The old man was cranky, bitter bastard, but it's the thorn in your side that leaves the biggest hole.

It's not because I don't want to hurt Delia's feelings. It's because when she is bruised, I'm the one who aches.

I remember everything Campbell, she interrupts. If I didn't, this wouldn't be so hard.

A heart with so many stress fractures would never be anything but broken.

You're a fixer, Grant mused. You're also a colossal pain in the ass. The thing is, it's the pains in the ass that change the world.