Quotes About Pain

Suffering is the truth. Not suffering is the lie. I told you that, once before. That's just the way the world is.

I couldn't understand the dark and trembling mood that was moving in me, swelling to the sorrow I'd too long denied, I couldn't understand it, so I tried to fight it as a man fights pain or despair. But you can't bite down on assassin grief, and will it away. The enemy stalks you, step for step, and knows your every move before you make it. The enemy is your own grieving heart and, when it strikes, it can't miss.

But I couldn't cry them, those tears, and I felt that I was drowning in a sorrow that was bigger than the heart that tried to hold it.

was sinking in the quicksand of his grief.

Cruel laughter is the way cowards cry when they're not alone, and causing pain is how they grieve.

I courted danger because danger was one of the few things strong enough to help me forget what I'd lost.

It isn't a secret, unless keeping it hurts.

Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way. Most of the time, suffering is also a test of our love for God.

Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

People always hurt us with their trust.

The moon, our lonely sister, filters pain and harm from sunlight, and reflects it back to us safely, free of burn and blemish.

Sometimes you break your heart in the right way.

Sometimes the worst thing you can do to a woman is to love her.

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They sang of heartbreak, and all the sorrows of loss.

If you'd been born and raised in Palestine, you'd know that some people are born to suffer. And it never stops, for them. Not for a second. You'd know where real suffering comes from. It's the same place where love and freedom and pride are born.

The first is this: that pain and suffering are connected, but they are not the same thing. Pain can exist without suffering, and it is also possible to suffer without feeling pain.

Pain without suffering is like victory without struggle.

Someone told me once that if you make your heart into a weapon, you always end up using it on yourself.

In the first place, I would like to make a general comment, and then I would like to follow it with a more detailed answer. Do you all allow me this? Good. Then, to the general comment—I think that suffering is the way we test our love. Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way.

You'd know where real suffering comes from. It's the same place where love and freedom and pride are born. And it's the same place where those feelings and ideals die. That suffering never stops. We only pretend it does. We only tell ourselves it does, to make the kids stop whimpering in their sleep.' He

The wound healed, but it left an ugly, rippling scar. The memory of it never left me.

My theory is that Kurt had a lot of residual pain from his childhood. And when you pile that on top of his experience in World War II - he was in Dresden when it was bombed and saw a city annihilated. When you combine those two things, my impression of Kurt Vonnegut at 84 was that he was a very pained and haunted man.

I played in bombed-out houses and grew up with the ever-present consequences of a lost war and the awareness that my own country had inflicted terrible pain on many nations during the horrific World War II.