Quotes About Pain

Surely she imagined things. But change in her life, her family's, especially around Christmas, meant pain, betrayal, trauma, and death.

I was literally seeing stars, and every ragged breath I took felt like I was trying to breathe through broken glass. On the upside, my crush on Archer was totally gone. Over. Once a boy has slammed his kneecap into your rib cage, I think any romantic feeling should naturally go the way of the ghost.

Please don't joke and bleed at the same time.

Mom told me you got hit by a ball last night, but I didn't think it would be that nasty looking. Does it hurt?" "It's tender," I admitted. "I have some makeup that will cover it right up. No one will know." "Maybe I want people to know. Maybe I see it as a badge of honor." "Please. It looks like the first stage of turning into a zombie.

My heart is pulverized, and I wanna cry.

In avoiding all pain and seeking comfort at all cost, we may be left without intimacy or compassion; in rejecting change and risk we often cheat ourselves of the quest; in denying our suffering we may never know our strength or our greatness.

Inner peace is more a question of cultivating perspective, meaning, and wisdom even as life touches you with its pain.

Perhaps winning requires that we love the game unconditionally. Life provides all the pieces. When I accepted certain parts of life and denied and ignored the rest, I could only see my life a piece at a time - the happiness of a success or a time of celebration, or the ugliness and pain of a loss or a failure I was trying hard to put behind me out of sight. But like the dark pieces of the puzzle, these sadder events, painful as they are, have proven themselves a part of something larger.

As much as I loathed pain, progress did not seem to come without it.

He could not talk himself out of pain any longer. He had no one to be strong for. So finally, he cried. He cried with deep sobs, head bent to the ground, palms pressed to his eyes. He cried so hard that sorrow rushed out of his face. He cried until he felt like the sea.

A void in my chest was beginning to fill with anger. Quiet, defeated anger that guaranteed me the right to my hurt, that believed no one could possibly understand that hurt.

Bruises on the soul hurt even more than bruises on the leg and take longer to heal. Maybe the trick is to try to avoid smashing into stuff so much. And then to be kind to ourselves as we slowly heal.

I don't understand, Jem. I don't understand why you'd leave me. Why would you that?

Allí de rodillas lo abracé, le acaricié la espalda y el pelo y ambos lloramos juntos. No había palabras para expresar lo que sentíamos; las lágrimas lo decían por nosotros: el terror, el alivio, el amor y la pena todo mezclado en la sal.

The grey of a bitter, starved-looking morning. The town like a mortally wounded creature, torn by shells, gashed open by bombs. Dead streets - streets of death - death in streets and their houses; yet people still able to sleep and still sleeping.

She felt like the crushed petals of a violet, dark and limp. No, no, no. She bit her knuckle until she tasted blood. Cy was gone.

Jake, anyway, and somehow that seemed far, far worse. The couldn't

HOSPITAL SLEEP WAS THE WORST.

inconceivable pain he was about to inflict on people he loved. Claire had been hurt—Layla was dead, for God's sake—because of

I used to sit and cry and hold a loaded gun up to my head but I chose a slower way of being dead

if you're not guilty how come you're bleeding?

If more designers had bad backs, we would have more good chairs.

The blues is an impulse to keep the painful details and episodes of a brutal experience alive in one's aching consciousness, to finger its jagged grain, and to transcend it, not by the consolation of philosophy but by squeezing from it a near-tragic, near-comic lyricism. As a form, the blues is an autobiographical chronicle of personal catastrophe expressed lyrically.

When someone you love dies, you get a big bowl of sadness put down in front of you, steaming hot. You can start eating now, or you can let it cool and eat it bit by bit later one. Either way, you end up eating the whole thing. There's really no way around it.