Quotes About Pain

You have to stop, sweetheart," Fellows said. "Because I love you so much, it's killing me.

Ian closed his eyes. Beth watched emotions flicker across his face, the uncertainty, the stubbornness, the raw pain he'd lived with for so long. He didn't always know how to express his emotions, but that didn't mean he didn't feel them deeply.

Connor swung a punch at the air. "The police should let us track them. And then take them down." "Sure, lad," Liam said. "We'll find the humans and jump on them, and then our Collars will go off, and won't we look like fools rolling around, screaming in pain?

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much." Beth

She told me not to even try. Said you were... as frigid as a nun and as cold as ice." That one actually stung.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

The decadent artist markets other people's pain

Just like there's always time for pain, there's always time for healing.

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them. Was this my future? Every moment, every tiny thing I saw and did and touched, weighted by loss. Every space in this house and my town and the world in general, empty in a way that could never be filled.

Sometimes my life here felt like a cage where I could never escape the pain. At other times it felt like the only firm ground on earth

I think you're permanently disqualified from the lucky category after four miscarriages, a virtual divorce, and a face that could scare small children.

Pain lanced through Sienna McCade's body, white hot and relentless.

I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.

Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?

They cut away pieces of me," she whispered in the darkness. "But I handed them the knife.

I play until my fingertips are raw. Until I rip a nail and bleed on the strings. Until my hands hurt so bad I forget my heart does.

The world goes on, as stupid and brutal as tomorrow as it was today. And though I am shuddering with pain, and twisting with pain, and sobbing with pain, i laugh.Because I know now. I know the answer. I know the truth. Oh,dead man, you are dead wrong, I tell him.Can't you see? The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I [do not. I do not.]

The rain comes down harder as I write. It sheets off the roof in torrents. I wish it would pound against me. Pound the life from my body. The flesh from my bones. The pain from my heart.

That's what we do with our pain," she said, watching the butterfly rise. "We make it into something beautiful." "We make it into something meaningful," said the diva. "We make it matter," whispered the actress.

Dead man, you are dead wrong. The world goes on, stupid and brutal, but I do not. Can't you see? I do not.

Isabelle had cut off her toes, but sometimes she could still feel them. Maman had cut out her heart. Sometimes, she could still feel that, too.

It's all about the pain, isn't it?

How it grieves me to think that the world always wins... but it goes on, this world, stupid and brutal. But I do not. I do not.