Quotes About Pain

It is sometimes said that the first stages of the meditation process are the most difficult. The first distraction is the physical body. Sometimes there is real pain in sitting, and sometimes the ego just tries to distract us by creating itches we will want to scratch.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you." —Maya Angelou

You have to take a leap of faith and believe that living an authentic life of personal power and pride is more important than the fear and pain that have been holding you back.

People do not die from suiside; they die from sadness

And being alone and being lonely were two different things but they felt exactly the same: they felt horrible.

It would be like Cinderella moaning about getting blisters from her glass slippers.

I think I needed to be really hurt on the outside so the hurt on the inside would realize that it wasn't on its own and that it had to come out.

I was a heartless, ungrateful wench of a girl who promised everyone who came into contact with me a one-way ticket to pain and hurt. I didn't know how to love and I didn't deserve to be loved back.

You know, my children," Swamiji said, "skepticism is not always healthy. We all think we are individuals, protecting ourselves against attacks from outside. But in this vast universe, we are nothing but tiny clusters of microcosms. Our problems are not unique. What has happened to you has happened to mankind countless times. If you hang on to your unique pain, you are wearing self-applied shackles. The future, my children, is nothing but the past.

I want to tell you, don't marry suffering. Some people do. They get married to it, and sleep and eat together, just as husband and wife. If they go with joy they think it's adultery.

I want to tell you, don't marry suffering. Some people do. They get married to it, and sleep and eat together, just as husband and wife. If they go with joy they think it's adultery.

I'm the drowning boy. I've been drowning for years.

our pain, we are invited to join Jesus so he can share our pain.

angry, violent, bizarre, we're obscene in our lust, oblivious in our pain. i'm a man driven by my passions. sometimes I desire normalcy but then my brain wakes up and i return to reality.

Bronchial fix, lung lining expanding again, pounding holes, stabbing me in the back, bacterial traitor, wheezing breath from me, giving me the wonderful opportunity to take panting lessons from Rover.

fuck 'em all. i wear my pain proudly like a loud scarf around some Manhattan bitch's neck and i hold the leash of the poodle otherwise known as Dead To The World proudly in front of me as it takes a shit on the lawn of city hall

nighttime, the pain returns rippling mind effects disunity lust objects found like shower breeze crashing down on a beaten psyche; disjointed love turns evil with the night

she had this inherent need to create a new identity for each and every occasion, to become someone different every day to mask the emptiness, the pain of true isolation. If you tried you could smell the death surrounding her; a dead soul is black regardless of what it may be wearing.

So little of what we observe is Actuality. Do we see/hear the words pouring forth? Are they Truth? I wish and hope but my future is predestined per my parents' belief and that is denial and death, the deepest pits of hell, the thorniest of crowns, no sympathy, simply guilt, pain, anguish and lament. Call me your Anti-Savior and I'll take on your pain too.

We wake up, breathe, live life often against our wishes and our better judgement. We console ourselves by telling ourselves this is no fault of our own but that doesn't take away the reality of the pain, the streaming dreams, the utter shock of life, the shattered pieces of survival.

Winter, and You are the only Possibilities in this World. Paper, pen, Teeth, bones, and skin, The future is now. How will you make This work, snowflakes Against the window, Every ounce of pain Like blood on my lips.

We share this moment not through touch but our eyes, yours brilliant, shining, willing, wanting to know feel the pain, understand, mine dead to the world, a bleak history of empty files

sweat streaming killing hard in over kill i wake up screaming there's nothing to be done but go at it again

i allowed you to destroy me, my self-confidence, my ego, my identity as a human being and as a man. for years i was a shadow of my former self. the pain you caused was brutal and intense but i have a new life and a new incarnation and you're hardly worth thinking about anymore and being free at last of your clutches, I have a new world to look forward to.