Quotes About Pain

After I had prostate cancer, I had something which was misdiagnosed which led to a load of back operations.

I had prostate cancer. It was rather painful and, in many ways, life-changing.

If you talk to anyone who's done a stair fall, there's not one stair fall, no matter how many pads you have on or how protected you are, where you don't hurt something really bad.

The medical protocol for poor people is, if something hurts, get over it. If something hurts real bad, put salve on it.

Most of the people I know, their marriages went down the drain, like mine - something I am not proud of.

In childbirth grief begins.

O what will she do, a soul bitten into with wrong?

By Hecate, the goddess I worship more than all the others, the one I choose to help me in this work, who lives with me deep inside my home, these people won't bring pain into my heart and laugh about it.

Of most dreadful suffering, I am the cause.

Truly we are creatures of labor and suffering, and nothing for long. Labor and suffering, and the plain sight of our destiny is the cruelest thing of all.

The hounds snap fierce at your heels. Turn toward Athens. I hear them pelting hard on you, I see black flesh and snake-hands coiling round a fruit of agonizing pain.

The pain is good, as long as you're not laughing.

Terrible things breed in broken hearts. And I see in my mistress' eyes a fury that wont be calmed… It can't be long before her sorrow turns, as sorrow always does, into rage.

And I'm a woman made of sorrow.

But my pain's a fair price, to take away your smile.

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Medea. Loathe on. . . . But, Oh, thy voice. It hurts me sore. Jason. Aye, and thine me. Wouldst hear me then no more?

Thracian. The army lost and the king slain, Stabbed in the dark! Ah, pain! pain! This deep raw wound . . . Oh, let me die By thy side, Master, by thy side! In shame together let us lie Who came to save, and failed and died.

Terrible things breed in broken hearts. And I see in my mistress' eyes a fury that wont be calmed.

Is love so small a pain,do you think, for a woman?

We gain the most hateful things at the hand of those dearest.

I sprang up, empty-handed, groping round For spear or sword, when, lo, a young strong man Was close to me and slashed, and the sword ran Deep through my flank. I felt its passage well, So deep, so wide, so spreading . . . then I fell. And they, they got the bridles in their hand And fled. . . . Ah! Ah! This pain. I cannot stand.

Is love so small a pain for a woman?

Upon my knees i say 'You used me' And I feel dirty from your touch