Quotes About Pain

Man's inhumanity to man.Makes countless thousands mourn!

[Diseases] crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry them, wither them, shrivel them up like old apples, make them so many anatomies.

If there be a hell upon earth, it is to be found in a melancholy man's heart.

Vanished children, I can't think where I lost them...

feeling angry and sorry for ourselves, or we opt for distractions and quick ways to dull the pain. This becomes a habit we cannot shake, and we tend to feel the generalized anxiety and emptiness that come from all this avoidance.

Alienar-se de suas inclinações só pode resultar em dor e decepção no longo prazo, e à sensação de que desperdiçou algo único. Essa dor se manifestará sob a forma de amargura e inveja, embora você não reconheça a verdadeira fonte de sua depressão.

The Blame Bias I learn from my experience and mistakes. Mistakes and failures elicit the need to explain. We want to learn the lesson and not repeat the experience. But in truth, we do not like to look too closely at what we did; our introspection is limited. Our natural response is to blame others, circumstances, or a momentary lapse of judgment. The reason for this bias is that it is often too painful to look at our mistakes.

It's a pain that we don't discuss or even understand.

all art is pain suffered and outlived

Nothing of value is free. Even the breath of life is purchased at birth only through gasping effort and pain.

Nothing of value is free. Even the breath of life is purchased at birth only through gasping effort and pain... The best things in life are beyond money; their price is agony and sweat and devotion... and the price demanded for the most precious of all things in life is life itself--ultimate cost for perfect value

I've found out why people laugh. They laugh because it hurts so much . . . because it's the only thing that'll make it stop hurting." Robert Heinlein STRANGER IN A STRANGELAND

Pain and sickness and hunger and fighting—there's no need for any of it. It's as foolish as those little monkeys.

Most human restlessness and pain is the result of the Spirit's incessant demand that humans live from the deepest part of their being.

Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you're alive.

Life is a dream—that knows no shade. Life is a dream—of pain and woe. A dream from which—we pray to wake. A dream from which—we wake and go. Who would sleep—when the new dawn waits? Who would sleep—when the sweet winds blow? A dream must end—when the new day comes. This dream from which—we wake and go.

We are alike in many ways, you and I. There is darkness in us. Darkness, pain, death. They radiate from us. If ever you love a woman, Rand, leave her and let her find another. It will be the best gift you can give her.

The secret, it turned out, had not been to harden himself to the point of breaking. It had not been to become numb. It had been to walk in pain, like the pain of the wounds at his side, and accept that pain as part of him. Two

Pain was as much a part of life as breathing.

It should, Daigian said. Eben is dead. Would you want to forget your pain if you lost that hulking giant of yours? Have your feelings for him cutaway like some spoiled chunk of flesh in an otherwise good roast? Nynaeve opened her mouth but stopped. Would she? It wasn't that simple—her feelings for Lan were genuine, and not due to a bond. He was her husband, and she loved him.

Clutch the bramble, and you will be pricked

He has forgotten how to laugh except in bitterness; there are no tears left in him

The secret, it turned out, had not been to harden himself to the point of breaking. It had not been to become numb. It had been to walk in pain, like the pain of the wounds at his side, and accept that pain as part of him.

A clean wound heals quickest and pains shortest.