Quotes About Pain

Now he understood. After a while, pain simply stopped. It was as though your mind was able to create a firewall beyond which it would not let you venture. You had to have a break from your anguish, or you'd go crazy. It was the psychological equivalent to fainting when physical pain became overbearing.

The person with the bleeding finger doesn't hurt less for the person next to him with the bleeding arm.

I do not believe the loss of a child is something one ever overcomes. One puts on the faces one needs, but inside, one bleeds and bleeds.

Steven sits back in the booth, crosses his arms. "My wife was cremated." "Your wife…?" "She died when Maddy was two weeks old." "Oh, my. My goodness. That's a hard one. Boy, oh, boy. That must have been hard." "It never goes away. Never does." Arthur leans forward. "The pain, you mean?

I'm sorry! It's just that it hurts so much and it never stops!

Healing hurts, but hurting heals.

You know what? That woman's pain being greater than yours doesn't make your pain any less. She deserves the best we can offer, and so do you. Now roll over and hike up your johnnie.

Sometimes, just when you think you're going to die from pain, rage steps in to save you. There's only so much room in a human heart. Thank God. The

His mother said, Oh, it's miserable to love, Johnny, I'm sorry to tell you so. Miserable for me, anyway, because I feel it too hard. And what happens then? What do you think? You go from the lovely direct to the pain - you can't help it.

Sometimes, just when you think you're going to die from pain, rage steps in to save you. There's only so much room in a human heart.

there are times when you have to hurt badly in order to move. Otherwise, you'll stay in a place you've outgrown.

He looks like a man who is stricken, trying not to look stricken. He

It's all broken glass inside me, she once wrote in her journal, when she was in high school. I breathe, and I cut myself.

I would like to step into the body of a woman whose insides don't feel as though they have been spending time against the fine side of a cheese grater.

there are times when you have to hurt badly in order to move. Otherwise, you'll stay in a place you've outgrown. When

I push pain away all day, and the moment I put my arms down it walks into me and has a seat. I

I had discovered that there was something more painful than falling in love with someone who hasn't fallen for you; hurting that person-hurting him and not being able to do anything about it.

Hey, does my stupidity give you the right to bruise a tender heart? Yeah, yeah. I'm bruising a heart made of Play-Doh.

My heart was broken so badly last time that it still hurts. Isn't that crazy? To still have a broken heart almost two years after a love story ends? 

In my experience, this is the hardest lesson of them all. After a certain age, we are all walking around this world in bodies made of secrets and shame and sorrow and old, unhealed injuries. Our hearts grow sore and misshapen around all this pain - yet somehow, still, we carry on.

But he [Depression] just gives me that dark smile, settles into my favorite chair, puts his feet on my table and lights a cigar, filling the place with his awful smoke. Loneliness watches and sighs, then climbs into my bed and pulls the covers over himself, fully dressed, shoes and all. He's going to make me sleep with him again tonight, I just know it.

According to the mystics, this search for divine bliss is the entire purpose of a human life. this is why we all chose to be born, and this is why all the suffering and pain of life on earth is worthwhile--just for the chance to experience this infinite love. And once you have found this divinity within, can you hold it? Because if you can...bliss.

There is a level of grief so deep that it stops resembling grief at all. The pain becomes so severe that the body can no longer feel it. The grief cauterizes itself, scars over, prevents inflated feeling. Such numbness is a kind of mercy.

Desperate love is always the toughest way to do it.