Quotes About Pain

Those confiding their pain cannot know at the outset how much they will be required to relive it.

Grief works its own perversions and betrayals; the shape of what we have lost is as subject to corruption as the mortal body...

Want to know the biggest lie ever written? 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. What an unmitigated pile of shit.

Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.

Which is what literature is: that I cannot read without pain, without choking on truth.

Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond the pain.

That agony is our triumph.

Never underestimate the kick to the groin.

Everyone underestimates the kick to the groin.

All pain is the result of resistance to the natural self.

The human foot is commonly subjected to grotesque tortures that deform it and make it rickety. In an imbecilic way it is doomed to corns, calluses, and bunions.

Sudden as a knife you thrust into my sorry heart and strong as a host of demons came, gaudy and libertine, to make in my corrupted mind your bed and bedlam there; Beast, who bind me to you close as convict to his chains.

The dying does not amount to much ... it is the thinking about it that hurts.

And secret sin must ever share The secret misery.

She tried to smile but her face,she noticed with a jolt,was one that had been configured for tradgedy.

They don't think "I care," "I hurt," or "I have feelings." It just seems like I'm always "wrong," always "selfish," always "self-centered" and everything else that's negative and destructive.

I used to think I was the only one who felt things. but I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity. It's a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would really be a gory, blood-smeared earth.

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me?

Depressed? No one in the world but a doper could know the true opposite of depressed.

There is a moment when nothing can be wiped out and left behind any more, when there is only reality and reality is horrifying.

You carry all these hurts and breakups with you forever. But there is this sort of joyful realization that the things that caused you pain were real. There is something beautiful and invigorating in holding onto that.

I don't think people realize how badly I've been hurt.

Reading Epictetus, I realized that most of the pain in my life came not from any actual privations or insults but, rather, from the shame of thinking that they could have been avoided.

I've got two artificial knees, I have an artificial shoulder, and I'm reasonably healthy given the damage I've done to myself. Everything hurts.