Quotes About Pain

I remember our priceless moments when we were close together. But now i have felt it is painful to my soul if i have seen her presence of aura.

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

Pain will come with time, but time will heal the pain.

Physical pain was easy. It would always pass in the end. All it needed was time - a ticking clock.

Time and suffering are inseperable. In life, as in physics, both are the common denominator of all experiences.

I was trying to heal wounds all the time, whether it meant having affairs or having attitude. I didn't want to show how sad I was.

Pain and trials are almost constant companions, but never enemies. They drive me into His sovereign arms. There He takes my disappointments and works everything together for good.

Relationships never break cleanly. Like a valuable vase, they are smashed and then glued back together, smashed and glued, smashed and glued until the pieces just don't fit together anymore.

It's very easy for a couple to experience joy together. But when you experience pain together, it can lead to such depth and such union. That is when you fuse.

He's very pretty. For a human." "He's very broken," said Magnus. "Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.

Sad, that lives can be shattered, into so many pieces that they can never be put back together, the the relentless force of love. Irreparable.

There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.

All she could think of was crawling into bed and being left alone with her misery.

You offer emptiness and heartache and an endless search for pleasure with which to fill the emptiness.

Suffering can kill. Not always physically. But it can kill dreams and it can deaden hope and the will to live.

She was now eight-and-twenty, with no idea how to be happy except in brief moments, and no idea how to create happiness about her. She only knew how to retreat inward to avoid pain.

She felt pained, desolate, guilty, bewildered—she did not know quite what word to put to her feelings except that they were hard to bear and harder to hide.

No, it is too late, Robert, she said tonelessly. There has been too much pain for you and me. I cannot face making myself vulnerable again.

For she was being enticed again by a very old dream, one so old that she had thought it quite incapable of being revived. She had thought it could never bring her pain again.

I am the one who has done wrong. Always. All my life, it seems. Bringing misery to everyone I have ever loved.

Despair, he remembered now from an earlier occasion, could hurt as keenly as an open knife wound.

My life came to an end the day I left you, he whispered fiercely. I have lived in hell since then. I do not need to die, Becky. Nothing could be worse than what I have lived. If you wished to see me punished, know that your wish has been granted a thousandfold.

He must not know that this separation would be more painful to her than it would be to him.

Her heart ached on.