Quotes About Pain

Vic knelt by Lucas's side. 'You look like crap, by the way.''Thanks for breaking it to me gently.' Lucas took a deep breath, then groaned.

Does it hurt?"He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. "Only when I laugh.""I'll try not to be funny.""Epic fail, beautiful.

Oh, this is the most TRAGICAL thing that ever happened to me!

Your words hurt, Jazz. They hurt like cotton balls thrown in my direction.

I started rubbing my temples and she suggested I don't really get headaches. It just hurts me to think.

I'm sure I look a wreck. But he's the one who wrecked me so he may as well take a good long look at what he's done.

I must be alive, " Gawain said hoarsely. "Dead doesn't hurt this much.

Special Super Bowl Wisdom of the Ages: "Super Bowl Sunday" "Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain-and all the children are insane.-" The Doors

I laugh because your pain is amusing.

Sometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.

You may have had unfair things happen to you, but the depth of your pain is an indication of the height of your future.

How painful it is to find that my figure can be of no help to my future... how painful to see it rejected on account of a slanderous suspicion!

Inuring children gently to suffer some degrees of pain without shrinking, is a way to gain firmness to their minds, and lay a foundation for courage and resolution in the future part of their lives.

Imagination is the doorway you walk through into every future moment. Are you walking through doorways to pain or to joy?

'Tis but a scratch' 'A scratch?! Your arm's off!' 'No, it isn't.'

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me!

In middle age we are apt to reach the horrifying conclusion that all sorrow, all pain, all passionate regret and loss and bitter disillusionment are self-made.

You can judge your age by the amount of pain you feel when you come in contact with a new idea.

Laughter is higher than all pain.

Oh aye...my Father would thrash me every now and then. He'd talk while he did it too! He'd hit me and shout, 'Have ye had enough?' Had enough? Whit kind of question is that? 'Why, Father, would another kick in the balls be out of the question???'

I am a sufferer of endometriosis. I didn't want any young women to go through what I went through. I thought that people should know about it.

Listen to the cry of a woman in labor at the hour of giving birth -look at the dying man's struggle at his last extremity, and then tell me whether something that begins and ends thus could be intended for enjoyment.

I'm not interested in being Wonder Woman in the delivery room. Give me drugs.

Nothing is sooner dry than a woman's tears.