Quotes About Pain

Gewiß, du hast recht, Bester, der Schmerzen wären minder unter den Menschen, wenn sie nicht - Gott weiß, warum sie so gemacht sind! - mit so viel Emsigkeit der Einbildungskraft sich beschäftigten, die Erinnerungen des vergangenen Übels zurückzurufen, eher als eine gleichgültige Gegenwart zu ertragen.

I will say nothing... against the course of my existence. But at bottom it has been nothing but pain and burden, and I can affirm that during the whole of my 75 years, I have not had four weeks of genuine well-being. It is but the perpetual rolling of a rock that must be raised up again forever.

as dores não seriam tão grandes entre os homens se eles -Deus sabe por que os fez assim-, com tanto ardor de imaginação, não se empenhassem em revocar os passados dissabores em vez de aturar um presente suportável.

Bu yüzden istemedim hiçbir zaman sevmeyi, Bilirim ölesiye üzülece?imi.

Her ?eyin kayna??, bütün gücü ve kuvveti, bütün sevinçleri ve ac?lar? veren kalptir. Benim bildiklerimi herkes bilir ama, bu kalp yaln?z benimdir.

Kim hissedebilir ki, Nas?l de?ip durdu?unu ?çimi ?st?rab?n? Zavall? yüre?imin burada ya?ad??? korkuyu, U?runa titredi?i, ne istedi?ini Sadece sen bilirsin, yaln?zca sen! Nereye gidersem gideyim, Ne ac?, ne ac?, ne ac?yor Gö?sümün ?uras?! Ben, ah, yaln?z kal?r kalmaz, A?l?yor, a?l?yor, a?l?yorum, K?r?l?yor içimde kalbim

O Wilhelm! the hermit's cell, his sackcloth, and girdle of thorns would be luxury and indulgence compared with what I suffer. Adieu! I see no end to this wretchedness except the grave.

Who longs in solitude to live, Ah! soon his wish will gain: Men hope and love, men get and give, and leave him to his pain.

A overly sensitive heart is an unhappy possession on this shaky earth.

Quel gesto gli lacerò il cuore

Nessun cupo dolore l'aveva colta più violentemente di questa chiarezza, che ella cercava di rendere ancora più lucida, come si è soliti fare tormentandosi da sé, una volta che abbiamo iniziato ad essere tormentati.

Il suo cuore era oppresso, gli occhi si colmarono di lacrime mentre si costringeva a continuare ad apparire un'immagine statuaria.

Così gli passavano i giorni in un eterno oscillare tra speranza e dolore, lacrime e allegria, propositi, preparativi e disperazione.

you are certainly wrong when you classify suicide—and suicide is what we are talking about—as any sort of great achievement, since it can be defined only as a sign of weakness. For it is certainly easier to die than to stand up to a life of torment.

I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.

She wanted the touch of his mouth on hers so much that she was willing to take the hurt with it.

Al igual que las rosas, ella sólo mostraba sus espinas cuando él intentaba arrancarle los pétalos.

A new awakening, it consecrates your life with sacraments of pain you do not understand and promised joy you will never fully call your own. Such awakenings may happen only once in a lifetime, or many times. But when they do, what you took for granted before is presented as a gift: difficult, yet precious and good. Not that you know what to do with your gift, or even what it really means, only how much it matters.

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain, subdues the rage of poison, and the plague.

I think everyone always has time to suffer.

People who put principles before people are people who hate people. They don't much care about how well it works, just about how right it is … they may even like it better if it inflicts enough pain.

People still fall in love, and out, yes, in and out, and out and in, and they please each other, and hurt each other, isn't that the truth, and they do these things in more or less conventionally dramatic fashion, unfashionable or not, go on, I'm going, and what goes on between them is still not only the most interesting but the most important thing in the bloody murderous world.

His head always felt about to ache, but never began to.

At some point when tending someone you love who is in pain, you reach the edge of a lake, and you look at each other with such joy at the stillness. [Letter unsent]