Quotes About Pain

were to die, even if one's brother or darling son should be killed before one's eyes. The drug is called nepenthê, which means "no grief," the penthê in nepenthê deriving from the noun penthos, "grief." It is, indeed, a word formed much the same way that anodyne, "without pain," the word that points to the origins

It is only in the philosophy of the seminar room that serious doubts are raised as to weather or not dogs and cats and other animals have consciousness. We all know how aware they are of their surroundings... and of us... they leave no doubt when they are in pain...

By the end of the third day, I hated it. I hated it with all my heart. Nothing was going to change. The only thing I was learning was that boredom can hurt like physical pain, like wearing an iron hat, like sandpaper clothes, like being crushed under a big stone.

He felt as though the bones of his ribcage were snapping beneath the weight of the stone that God had laid over his heart.

Tariq said, "You never answered my question." "Which question was that?" "Do you like fado music?" "I suppose it's an acquired taste." He smiled and added, "Like Lisbon itself. For some reason it reminds me of home." "Fado is a music devoted to suffering and pain. That's why it reminds you of home." "I suppose you're right.

De verdad la venganza puede curar una herida así?

Pain was a part of so many good things - giving birth, writing a poem, asking forgiveness, even saying I love you. Complete freedom from pain meant separation from life.

If there has ever been a group of human beings who prefer despair to delight, frustration to satisfaction, and pain to pleasure, they must be very good at hiding because no one has ever seen them.

Moons of ache glowed in spaces of her meat and when she moved the moons banged together and stunned.

The pain was shrill enough, but the idea of a finger of mine twitching about, lost in chicken-pecked dust, was more terrible.

Never hurt the heart that loves you Because The same heart might never learn to love you again

From the wounded soul comes poetry and music. In return, music and poetry heals the soul.

Love is messy. If you really love someone, you can't avoid the pain. People die, people leave, things change, but sometimes it all works

He was gone, and she was broken hearted, that was all that mattered.

Love is quite violent. It is so painful at times, so devastating. And there is nothing worse or better. We find the highs and lows equally unbearable. But then again, the absence of them is more so.

Mislila sam, kao što ljudi u teškim nevoljama misle, da ?e mi promena mesta pomo?i da zaboravim svoj bol, kao da svoju nesre?u ne nosimo U sebi.

U zoru, osvanusmo ispod stola, iznad bola.

Perfectionism is not a prerequisite for anything but pain.

does not hurt your body. It's the way you run that does the damage and causes pain.

One moment you are young And full of innocent dreams. The next moment you look into a mirror To see eyes filled with years of pain Glaring back at you Swimming in their own horror.

Vedete, una storia che finisce puoi affrontarla. Fa male, e per un po' è un dolore così lacerante che è come se i polmoni collassassero e il cuore implodesse ogni volta che ti rendi conto che se n'è andato. Ma man mano che passa il tempo, almeno per me, è quello che è rimasto, quelle briciole sul pavimento, che ti aiutano a continuare. Quelle modeste prove che ti aiutano a guarire, questa è l'idea che mi sono fatta.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall a happy time in the midst of wretchedness.

There is no greater sorrow Than to recall a happy time When miserable.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.