Quotes About Pain

A man can laugh while he suffers.

How could I say to Him: Blessed be Thou, Almighty, Master of the Universe, who chose us among all nations to be tortured day and night, to watch as our fathers, our mothers, our brothers end up in furnaces? Praised be Thy Holy Name, for having chosen us to be slaughtered on Thine altar?

Torture is the act of making someone die a slow death, making the prisoner die several times.

the torturer scores a victory over his victim when the latter, in the grip of doubt, begins to torture himself.

I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I was out of tears. And deep inside me, if I could have searched the recesses of my feeble conscience, I might have found something like: Free at last! …

On everyone's back, there was a sack. In everyone's eyes, tears and distress.

I shall never forgive myself. Nor shall I ever forgive the world for having pushed me against the wall, for having turned me into a stranger, for having awakened in me the basest, most primitive instincts.

tears, like drops of wax, flowed from his eyes.

you should know that the dead, because they are no longer free, are no longer able to suffer. Only the living can.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us.

But the human soul isn't like the earth, the soul needs storm, and fire and dizziness. The body has time it moves slowly and prudently, step by step, in obedience to laws of gravity, but the soul brushes time and laws aside. It wants to push forward, regardless of the cost in pain, or intoxication, or even madness. That is the only way it has of raising itself to God.

shot … Death enveloped me, it suffocated me. It stuck to me like glue. I felt I could touch it. The idea of dying, of ceasing to be, began to fascinate me. To no longer exist. To no longer feel the excruciating pain of my foot. To no longer feel anything, neither fatigue nor cold, nothing. To break rank, to let myself slide to the side of the road … My

One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live." They were torturing him, and he didn't see a reason to live anymore how much pain and suffrage he's going through.

Ida Cox, sang that the blues was nothing but "your lover on your mind" and "a slow aching heart disease.

I am not a theologian or a scholar, but I am very aware of the fact that pain is necessary to all of us. In my own life, I think I can honestly say that out of the deepest pain has come the strongest conviction of the presence of God and the love of God.

There is no qualitative or quantitative measurement for pain. It is simply there--sharp or dull, shooting or stabbing, bearable or excruciating, local or general, it is unexplained, uninvited, unavoidable. It takes command. It is all-encompassing, implacable, exigent.

I think that modern medicine has become like a prophet offering a life free of pain. It is nonsense. The only thing I know that truly heals people is unconditional love.

When you compare losses, someone else's may seem greater or lesser than your own, but all losses are painful. If

el sentido del sufrimiento es éste: todo sufrimiento genera crecimiento.

Cuando se aprende la lección, el dolor desaparece.

The belief has long died that suffering here on earth will be rewarded in heaven. Suffering has lost its meaning.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

She put her hand over her heart. Oh boy. It hurts. It's a real pain. Right here.

Well, I've said it often enough to others: there are times when you have to hurt badly in order to move. Otherwise, you'll stay in a place you've outgrown.