Quotes About Pain

Ispovra?ao sam se u žbunje, a moje grcanje i stenjanje bilo je prigušeno zaglušuju?im urlikom MIG-a.

it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place. But

It breathed between us, what he had said, the pain of a life suppressed, of happiness never to be.

felt as though I had been the one cuckolded.

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night

I wondered how and when I'd become capable of causing this kind of pain.

His little body convulsed in my arms with each sob.

Dal tono tenero, leggermente angosciato con cui aveva pronunciato queste parole avevo capito che mio padre era una persona ferita, che il suo amore per me era sincero, immenso ed eterno come il cielo, e che avrebbe gravato su di me per sempre. Era quel tipo di amore che prima o poi ti avrebbe inchiodato a una scelta: o ti liberavi con una lacerazione o rimanevi e sopportavi la sua intransigenza, anche se ti torchiava sino a farti rimpicciolire.

always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

Part of me thinks it is better to go on as we have, to act as though we don't know how ill suited we have been for each other. Less painful that way. Perhaps better than this belated offering. This fragile, trembling little glimpse of how it could have been between us. All it will beget is regret, I tell myself, and what good is regret? It brings back nothing. What we have lost is irretrievable.

The loss was hard on Hassan—it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

Intotdeauna e mai dureros sa ai si sa pierzi, decat sa nu fi avut deloc.

questa vita che ci impone di sopportare dolore dopo dolore anche quando abbiamo superato ogni soglia di sopportazione.

Dio mene misli da je bolje da nastavimo kao i dosad, da se ponašamo kao da ne znamo koliko smo zanemarivali jedno drugo. Tako je manje bolno. Možda je bolje nego ova zakasnjela ponuda. Ovaj krhki, uzdrhtao nagovještaj kako su stvari mogle izgledati izme?u nas. Iz toga ?e se samo izroditi žaljenje, kažem sebi, a kakva korist od žaljenja? Ono ništa ne može vratiti. Ono što smo izgubili je nepovratno.

Sad znam da neki ljudi proživljavaju nesre?u onako kao što drugi proživljavaju ljubav: samotno, žestoko i bez zale?a.

A lot of kids died. Dysentery, TB, hunger—you name it. Mostly, that damn dysentery. God, Laila. I saw so many kids buried. There's nothing worse a person can see.

turned out that, like Satan, cancer had many names.

the Tariq who did not get headaches, who had once said that in Siberia snot turned to ice before it hit

But better to be hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.

Une isha si nje pacient qe nuk i thote dot mjekut se ku i dhemb, por vetem qe ka dhembje.

I was scarcely aware of the angry hands scratching and pulling at me from all directions. Instead, I closed my eyes and wished silently for death to free me.

bleak territory of the heart.

A slow smile curved over my face, and I leaned down over him. No, I said. Wishes are lies. Tell me you're going to leave. Tell me you're not going to stay. Tell me that it's only for a while so I can enjoy today, I whispered in his ear, as if saying it louder would break me. And when you go, don't think me cold when I don't cry. I can't cry anymore, Pierce. It hurts too much.

My God, he whispered. What have I done to her? He thought, humbled. The spell was broken, but it wasn't sealed, and her soul was bare to him, the scars of her tragic past and her triumphs over pain and her aching need to find her place. He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful.