Quotes About Pain

Silence is pain. But it is a pain with an exit route. When we can't speak, we can write. When we can't write, we can read. When we can't read, we can listen. Words are seeds. Language is a way back to life. And it is sometimes the most vital comfort we have.

Will my life be miraculously free from pain, despair, grief, heartbreak, hardship, loneliness, depression? No. But di I want to love? Yes. Yes. A thousand times, yes.

There is a darkness that fringes everything. It is a most horrid ecstasy.' And I felt the horror of her horror. That, I suppose, is a price we pay for love: the absorbing of another's pain as if our own.

Every move had been a mistake, every decision a disaster, every day a retreat from who she'd imagined she'd be.

Like I was falling even while I was standing still. Aching limbs.

Personally, for me, I am happy that I largely mended myself without the aid of medication, and feel that having to experience the pain minus any "anesthetic" meant I got to know my pain very well, and become alert to the subtle upward or downward shifts in my mind.

Now, these were wounds I could have healed with a single thought. Just to feel pain, sometimes, was enough to cancel it.

And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on. —Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

No single feeling becomes the only feeling if you let it all happen. And the way to let it all happen is to see the value in it all, in everything. To see the way the dark might lead to the light and the way present pain might lead to future hope.

As she stared at Voltaire's still and peaceful expression – that total absence of pain – there was an inescapable feeling brewing in the darkness. Envy.

The world is what we recognize in our own will. Humans are ruled by their basic desires and lead to suffering and pain, because our desires make us crave things from the world but the world is nothing but representation. Because those same cravings shape what we see. We end up feeding from ourselves, until we go mad.

Life is pain," he said, sadly. "But it's also magic, Papa.

Distraction is an attempt to escape that rarely works. You don't put out a fire by ignoring the fire. You have to acknowledge the fire. You can't compulsively swallow or tweet or drink your way out of pain. There comes a point at which you have to face it. To face yourself. In a world of a million distractions you are still left with only one mind.

At its worst you find yourself wishing, desperately, for any other affliction, any physical pain, because the mind is infinite, and its torments – when they happen – can be equally infinite.

Crying releases stress hormones. Swearing increases pain tolerance. Fury can motivate us into action. Feel what you feel.

Humans are ruled by their basic desires and this leads to suffering and pain, because our desires make us crave things from the world but the world is nothing but representation.

We blow out a soap-bubble as long and as large as possible, although with the perfect certainty that it will burst." In this view, happiness is impossible, because of all these goals. Goals are the source of misery. An unattained goal causes pain, but actually achieving it brings only a brief satisfaction.

Los momentos felices pueden provocar dolor si se les da tiempo.

To experience beauty on Earth, you needed to experience pain and to know mortality. That is why so much that is beautiful on this planet has to do with time passing and the Earth turning.

when you know it is possible for you to feel pain you have no control over. You become vulnerable. Because the possibility of pain is where love stems from.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you," wrote Angelou. Silence is pain. But it is a pain with an exit route. When we can't speak, we can write. When we can't write, we can read. When we can't read, we can listen. Words are seeds. Language is a way back to life. And it is sometimes the most vital comfort we have.

The most painful moments in life expand us. And when the pain leaves, space remains. Space we can fill with life itself.

So why do we bother with love? No matter how much we love someone we are never going to make them, or ourselves, free of pain.

You must never wait in pain,' said the specialist, or words to that effect. It was a message I would think of years later when I was suicidal. 'You must see to it straight away. It doesn't go away by pretending it isn't there.