Quotes About Pain

Sana iki kelimeyle gelecekte ne halde olaca??m? anlatmam gerekseydi 'ölümle cehennem' derdim. Onu kaybettikten sonra hayat bana cehennem olur.

I have not broken your heart — you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

Yo no he destrozado tu corazón, tú lo has destrozado y, al hacerlo, has destrozado el mío".

Kalbini ben k?rmad?m... Sen kendin k?rd?n kalbini... Kalbini k?rarak da benim kalbimi k?rm?? oldun.

Mes grandes souffrances dans ce monde ont été les souffrances de Heathcliff, je les ai toutes guettées et ressenties dès leur origine.

Yo no te deseo a ti más tormento que el que tengo yo, sólo quisiera que nunca nos separáramos y si en adelante una palabra mía te duele piensa que el mismo dolor estoy sintiendo yo.

He's not a human being,' she retorted; 'and he has no claim on my charity. I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death, and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

Quanto mais se contorcem os vermes, mais vontade eu sinto de esmagá-los! É uma compulsão moral; e esmago-os cada vez com mais força, à medida que a dor aumenta.

i pray every night that i may live after him; because i would rather be miserable than that he should be (cathy about edgar, ch. VIII, p. 231)

M-ai l?sat atât de mult? vreme singur? s? lupt împotriva morÅ£ii, încât nu simt ÅŸi nu v?d decât moarte! M? simt ca ÅŸi moart?!

Je lui ai donné mon cÅ"ur, il l'a pris, l'a broyé et me l'a rejeté mort. C'est avec le cÅ"ur qu'on sent, Hélène ; puisqu'il a détruit le mien, je n'ai plus le pouvoir de rien ressentir pour lui.

For shame, Heathcliff!' said I. 'It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.' 'No, God won't have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned. 'I only wish I knew the best way! Let me alone, and I'll plan it out: while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain.

Yaln?z, ihanet ile ÅŸiddet iki ucu sivri oklara benzer; kullananlar? düÅŸmanlar?ndan beter yaralar.

Las personas sienten con los corazones, y, dado que él ha destruido el mío, yo no tengo capacidad de sentir nada por él

May you not rest, as long as I am living! You said I killed you - haunt me, then!

Perdonarte cuando veo esos ojos y toco esas manos enflaquecidas! Bésame, pero no me mires. Sí; te perdono. ¡Amo a quien me mata! Pero ¿Cómo puedo perdonar a quien te mata a ti?

Je suis sans pitié ! Je suis sans pitié ! Plus les vers se tordent, plus grande est mon envie de leur écraser les entrailles ! C'est comme une rage de dent morale, et je broie avec d'autant plus d'énergie que la douleur est plus vive.

And my heart aches, in hopeless pain Exhausted with repinings vain, That I shall greet them ne'er again!

Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes...

And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?

Yaln?z ihanetle ÅŸiddet iki ucu sivri oklara benzer; kullananlar? düÅŸmanlar?ndan beter yaralarlar.

Tis not that dieing hurts us so- tis living- hurts us more.

She dealt her pretty words like Blades -- How glittering they shone -- And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone -- She never deemed -- she hurt -- That -- is not Steel's Affair -- A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -- How ill the Creatures bear -- To Ache is human -- not polite -- The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom -- Just locking up -- to Die.

I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I'm used to that— But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet— And I tip—drunken— Let no Pebble—smile— 'Twas the New Liquor— That was all!