Quotes About Pain

La dureza del corazón del ser humano es algo curioso. Se parece a las plantas de los pies en verano. Puedes correr pisando piñas y grava, pero si se te hace una herida en el talón, es profunda.

Les manières de souffrir: Il y a la peur. La peur est terrible et le silence qui la noie encore plus. Il y a la colère, l'enragement quand j'ai cogné ma tête sur le mur de ma chambre. Il y a parfois la pitié qui me donne les yeux d'une fourmi. Et puis la tristesse qui est triste et qui dure.

De même il suffit de penser qu'une douleur s'en va pour sentir en effet cette douleur disparaître peu à peu, et, inversement, il suffit de penser que l'on souffre pour que l'on sente immédiatement venir la souffrance. - In the same way, it is enough to think that a pain is going away to feel this pain disappearing little by little, and, conversely, it is enough to think that one is suffering for one to immediately feel the suffering coming.

One side will have before its eyes the blessings of the past and the hope of similar joy in the future; their thoughts will dwell less on the comparatively brief pain of battle than on what they may have to endure forever, they, their children, and all their posterity. The other side has nothing to inspire it with courage except the weak urge of greed, which fades before danger and which can never be so keen, it seems to me, that it will not be dismayed by the least drop of blood from wounds.

Physical wounds don't matter when I receive them. But if I had to inflict them on someone else, that would wound me in a way I couldn't bear

Mais vous venez de dire : « La douleur diminue, les souvenirs s'estompent. » L'insomniaque lève les yeux sur Lucas : — Diminuer, s'estomper, je l'ai dit, oui, mais non pas disparaître.

Quello che mi interessa sapere è se scrive delle cose vere o delle cose inventate. Le rispondo che cerco di scrivere delle storie vere, ma, a un certo punto, la storia diventa insopportabile proprio per la sua verità e allora sono costretto a cambiarla. Le dico che cerco di raccontare la mia storia, ma che non ci riesco, non ne ho il coraggio, mi fa troppo male. Allora abbellisco tutto e descrivo le cose non come sono accadute, ma come avrei voluto che accadessero.

Sometimes to heal, you must first get hurt.

Some truths were too ugly to be easily embraced.

Of his entire life, the worst moments had been during the three or four months after Nora had died, when he'd awakened to the heart-constricting knowledge that she wasn't there anymore.

Tender-handed stroke a nettle,And it stings you for your pains;Grasp it like a man of mettle,And it soft as silk remains.

Sometimes confusion feels like pain. Sometimes it feels like falling.

i am walking in the rain because no body can see my tear.

If hearts could shatter, mine just did.

You can die of a broken heart -- it's scientific fact -- and my heart has been breaking since that very first day we met. I can feel it now, aching deep behind my rib cage the way it does every time we're together, beating a desperate rhythm: Love me. Love me. Love me.

they lodge themselves in the infinite corners of recall, and then return in their full regalia in ones and twos and threes, each little bunch stepping forward to corrode the heart with venom again and again.

I could not help it. I began to sob. For the father I had never known, and for his desperate escapade which had filled everyone else with pain. But mainly I sobbed for myself, for the shambles I had made of my life, for what I had already lost and for what I feared I was still to lose.

hay cosas, palabras, que uno lleva mordidas adentro y las lleva toda la vida, hasta que una noche siente que debe escribirlas, decírselas a alguien, porque si no las dice van a seguir ahí, doliendo, clavadas para siempre en la vergüenza.

Soy optimista: los gobiernos crecientemente desastrosos que he visto desde que tengo uso de razón -escribió [Castillo] en 1982 en respuesta a una pregunta acerca de si vivía de la literatura-, me han hecho entender a Nietzsche: lo que no me mata me hace fuerte. Y si el dolor y la desgracia capaz de soportar un hombre son la medida de su fuerza, mi pueblo y yo somos invulnerables.

Your pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.

In my head this cruel unspeakable truth: that we battled and we cursed and we spilled each other's blood, we relished our taste of hell and strangled heaven's love.

Rainbows introduce us to reflections of different beautiful possibilities so we never forget that pain and grief are not the final options in life.

Suffering is the finest teacher", said an old friend long ago. "It teaches you details.

A mighty pain to love it is,And 'tis a pain that pain to miss;But of all pains, the greatest painIt is to love, but love in vain.