Quotes About Pain

In the preshent human condition, pain is unavoidable. As long as you inhabit a physical body, you have to experience pain from time to time. Suffering is of a different nature. It is a reaction of the manas/mind that magnifies the pain and adds various emotional frills and thrills to it. In many cases, pain is only transient; but if one wishes, one can always add to it and suffer more - there is no limit.

Time heals wounds, my dear; it cannot rub out scars.

Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills. We feel a thousand miseries till we are lucky enough to feel misery.

Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,And cursed me with his eye.

Since then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.

But owning the pain, running through it, overcoming it, was a matter of self-will and discipline.

But when your life is broken, you'll let that misery roll by for years, and ignore the side of you that isn't finished.

The path to perceiving his disorder in all its destruction is littered with the remains of her mind and soul.

The moral of the story is that seeking truth, rather than fear of pain or the desire for happiness, is the correct orientation toward inner work, since seeking happiness makes you its prisoner just as surely as does pain.

Some days, she was pain incarnate. She would suffer all day and he would try to cheer her up and fail, and he felt like an irrelevant gnat.

Tears are like the lava of a volcano; you can see the escape but never the core.

No event is so terribly well adapted to inspire the supremeness of bodily and of mental distress, as is burial before death… . What I have now to tell is of my own actual knowledge—of my own positive and personal experience. —Edgar Allan Poe, "The Premature Burial

When a heart breaks it makes no noise. There are no outward signs, no rash, no bruising. Only a strange calmness that takes over when there are no more tears to shed and no more voice left to howl one's greed into the silence and the resignation that numbs one's senses like a drug, for how else would one be able to go on? People survive in spite of themselves.

Todavía hoy, en mis pesadillas, vuelvo a la niñez y compruebo que ese período de dolor no ha terminado. Es una herida que crece y se abre con el tiempo.

Tutto quello che importa si ottiene con un po' di dolore. La storia si lava solo con il sangue.

Yeah! I'm eccedentesiast because I know No-one is going to understand my pain.

And Her soul! Her soul is consumed by this longing.

Often those I treat well are just the ones vainly You I want to suffer In me I know it

By giving good fame your beauty and nobility to such friends you sicken me with pain Blame you? Swollen Have your fill of them For my thinking it is poorly done and all night I understand baseness Other minds the blessed

My pain drips May winds and sorrows carry off him who blames me

It's like always a never. The sea breaking against the rocks. The one always wanting. It's the hardest thing loving someone who doesn't love you.

Often those I treat well are just the ones who most harm me vainly You I want to suffer In me I know it

My pain drips May terrifying winds carry off him who blames me

Solidarity does not assume that our struggles are the same struggles, or that our pain is the same pain, or that our hope is for the same future. Solidarity involves commitment, and work, as well as the recognition that even if we do not have the same feelings, or the same lives, or the same bodies, we do live on common ground.