Quotes About Pain

man is the only animal which causes pain to others with no other object than causing pain…No animal ever torments another for the sake of tormenting: but man does so, and it is this which constitutes the diabolical nature which is far worse than the merely bestial

Si queremos experimentar el amor, la alegría, la paz del cielo desde ahora, debemos hacerlo en Cristo. Eso no significa que se nos evitará el dolor. San Pablo identifica sus sufrimientos con una crucifixión que acepta de buen grado. Si ni Jesús ni Pablo quedaron eximidos de sufrimientos, nadie debería esperar quedar eximido.

Us, on the other hand, they can't kill. But we have to live with the memory of what they do. And really, it's what they do to us that's worse.

If reassurances could dull pain, nobody would ever go to the trouble of pressing grapes.

Then he knew what hell was like. It wasn't a hot place where a pointy-tailed beast poked you with a pitchfork. Hell was inside your own head, where the doors were closed, where hope never knocked, where darkness and pain and self-pity were the only companions. Forever.

Treatment for malignancies had become only a little better than the tortures of a CIA black site.

She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

Dess shook her head. Before he walked off, Rex said for you to wait. He said it's totally important you don't touch Angie until he comes back. and he said that if you were a pain about it, I get to hit you with that. She pointed to where the darkling had flung Flabbergasted Supernumerary Mathematician, its tip blackened by ichor and fire. So, go ahead.

She'd never have to cut herself again. She carries a knife inside herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed.

but loving had left her skinless.

I often feel that way, I would like to open one of my veins, to bring me eternal freedom.

Care has nested in the heart's depths, Restless, she rocks there, spoiling joy and rest, [645] There she works her secret pain, And wears new masks, ever and again, Appears as wife and child, fields and houses,

Este corazón está ahora muerto, cerrado a todas las sensaciones; mis ojos están secos, y mis acerbos dolores, que no tienen desahogo, llenan de prematuras arrugas mi frente. ¡Cuánto sufro!

en conciencia, es más fácil el morir que el soportar con valor y firmeza una vida llena de amarguras y padecimientos.

Human nature," I continued, "has its limits. It is able to endure a certain degree of joy, sorrow, and pain, but becomes annihilated as soon as this measure is exceeded. The question, therefore, is, not whether a man is strong or weak, but whether he is able to endure the measure of his sufferings. The suffering may be moral or physical; and in my opinion it is just as absurd to call a man a coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever.

O, may you look, full moon that shines, On my pain for this last time: So many midnights from my desk, I have seen you, keeping watch: When over my books and paper, [390] Saddest friend, you appear! Ah! If on the mountain height I might stand in your sweet light, Float with spirits in mountain caves, Swim the meadows in twilight' waves, [395] Free from the smoke of knowledge too, Bathe in your health-giving dew!

It is much easier to die than to bear a life of misery with fortitude.

I have so much to endure! Have men before me ever been so wretched?

durerile oamenilor ar fi mai mici daca ei - Dumnezeu stie de ce sunt facuti astfel! - nu s-ar ocupa cu un atat de mare zel al inchipuirii de amintirea relelor trecute si ar indura un prezent nepasator.

Sentimos tantas vezes que nos faltam algumas coisas, e por vezes nos parece que o que nos falta um outro possui. ... E assim imaginamos nós mesmos as perfeições que criam o nosso suplício.

La naturaleza humana tiene sus límites; puede soportar la alegría, la pena, el dolor hasta cierto punto; pero, al fin sucumbe cuando se pasa de ahí.

O welcome, twilight soft and sweet, That breathes throughout this hallowed shrine! Sweet pain of love, bind thou with fetters fleet The heart that on the dew of hope must pine!

And still you wonder why your heart is anxious and your breast constricted, why a pain you cannot account for inhibits your vitality completely! You are surrounded, not by the living world in which God placed mankind, but, amid smoke and mustiness, only by bones of beasts and of the dead.