Quotes About Pain

That was the cruelty of memory. The way it could ambush you. Take you out at the knees.

That was the cruelty of memory. The way it could ambush you.

Who told me this (apart from everyone?)- that a man takes his pleasure and gives only pain. That sex is a kind of punishment, and this punishment is perfect because it fits the crime so well. Here. This is what you get for wanting. Imagine my surprise. ...it was like being a plane all your life and not knowing you could fly. Dubliners talk to each other very easily. We talk as though getting back to it, after some interruption.

Hurting people hurt people. And often the one who seems to get "cut" the most is the person lashing out. They nurse their pain, anger, bitterness, frustration, unforgiveness, or resentment until those emotions become their master and they are enslaved to them.

Yet it was the LORD'S will to crush him and cause him to suffer.13

Wounding, at best, only temporarily releases pain.

The cycle of pain stopped when she chose to pray rather than retaliate.

Wounded people may not get over their wounds easily or quickly. Wounds can be hard just to brush aside because the wounder says, "I'm sorry.

As I look back on my life, it saddens me to acknowledge that some of my most painful wounds were inflicted by religious people — Gods people.

No discipline [wounding or pruning] seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.

Grief is a normal and natural response to loss. It is originally an unlearned feeling process. Keeping grief inside increases your pain.

My God, can it be that nothing inside of us ever gets washed away? We go on living as if nothing at all had happened, then suddenly the poison deep in our hearts comes rising up to the surface.

Newborns can discriminate between their own cries and those of other babies. They get upset when they hear other babies cry, which is probably why, when one baby cries in a maternity ward, the others inevitably follow. It's always assumed that they're simply copying each other, but they're probably also pained by the sounds of distress. Human empathy develops early, and it's expressed vocally.

Shutter all the windows, bar the door - Pain is what a house is for. Close your eyes when other eyes beseech, turn away from arms that reach. There is no commitment without cost - nothing is loved but can be lost. Better not to meet than have to part - there is no armor for the heart. But always light seeps in through cracks, and dust. No house is built that you can trust, So you may wake one day to find you care a little too much for a chair.

Parting is inevitably painful, even for a short time. It's like an amputation, I feel a limb is being torn off, without which I shall be unable to function. And yet, once it is done... life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid and fuller than before.

We all try to forget what hurts us, it is sometimes the only way we can continue.

but old wounds don't stop aching. They are always under the surface, ready to remind one of the original injuries.

In working with the wounded at Gallipoli, the lead character comments, "Perhaps life was the nightmare and death the awakening.

I bought the sweetness with this pain.

Anyone who has lost a love to death can tell you about that fall. You wake from a hard-won sleep and be there warm and groggy and consider engaging the day. And then you remember. Half of you is not there, and never will be again. The person who focused all the disparate parts of you into a whole is gone. The agony is too much; you almost welcome the great slide ahead of you. But there is no oblivion in it. Only blackness and an endless well of red pain.

If you have endured a great despair, then, you did it alone.

I find now, swallowing one teaspoon of pain, that it drops downward to the past where it mixes with last year's cupful and downward into a decade's quart and downward into a lifetime's ocean. I alternate treading water and deadman's float.

I planned to suffer and I cannot.

I'm in pain because the day is ending and somehow I am never healing.