Quotes About Pain

The life which, if i were still a man with pride, honor, ambition and so forth, would seem like the bottom rung of degredation. It's a negative reality, just like death -- a sort of heaven without the pain and terror of dying.

The man who looks for security, even in the mind, is like a man who would chop off his limbs in order to have artificial ones which will give him no pain or trouble.

Recuerdo muy bien cómo disfrutaba con mi sufrimiento. Era como llevarse un cachorro a la cama. De vez en cuando te arañaba... y entonces sentías auténtico espanto. Por lo general, no sentías miedo: siempre podías soltarlo o cortarle la cabeza.

Ai simÈ›ire,numai c? e greÈ™it orientat?.Inima ta funcÈ›ioneaz? spasmodic.EÈ™ti recunosc?tor celor ce îÈ›i fac inima s? sangereze;nu suferi din cauza lor,suferi ca s? poÈ›i gusta luxul de a suferi.?i înc? nici n-ai început s? suferi;suferi prin suferinÈ›a altora.

I would like to suffocate with grief but instead I give birth to a rock.

In a world grown paralyzed with introspection and constipated by delicate mental meals this brutal exposure of the substantial body comes as a vitalizing current of blood. The violence and obscenity are left unadulterated, as manifestation of the mystery and pain which ever accompanies the act of creation.

These memories were beautiful, and they stung like nettles.

Music issuing like fire from the hidden chromosphere of pain, spore and madrepore fructifying the earth, navels vomiting their bright spawn of anguish... He is a bright sage, a dancing sear who, with a sweep of the brush, removes the ugly scaffold to which the body of man is chained by the incontrovertible facts of life.

Quien, por un amor demasiado grande, lo que al fin y al cabo es monstruoso, muere de sufrimiento, renace para no conocer ni amor no odio, sino para disfrutar. Y ese disfrute de la vida, por haberse adquirido de forma no natural, es un veneno que tarde o temprano corrompe el mundo entero.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, But never will be sung to us again, Is they remembrance. Now the hour of rest Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling: it is best.

The only nourishment He knew was grief, endless in its hidden source Yet never ending hunger.

His eyes were closing again, all of their own accord, so that he lay in red, pain-filled darkness. It occured to him that he was dying and he didn't care. 'He's alive!' Blue said again 'He's breathing!' 'I can't see him breathing.

To a sensitive being, pity is not seldom pain.

I am past scorching; not easily can'st thou scorch a scar.

nameless miseries of the numberless mortals

How dost thou know that some entire, living, thinking thing may not be invisibly and uninterpenetratingly standing precisely where thou now standest; aye, and standing there in thy spite? In thy most solitary hours, then, dost thou not fear eavesdroppers? Hold, don't speak! And if I still feel the smart of my crushed leg, though it be now so long dissolved; then, why mayst not thou, carpenter, feel the fiery pains of hell for ever, and without a body? Hah!

Oh! my friends, but this is man-killing! Yet this is life.

Born in throes, 't is fit that man should live in pains and die in pangs! So be it, then!

I might give alms to his body; but his body did not pain him; it was his soul that suffered, and his soul I could not reach.

his torn body and gashed soul bled into one another; and so interfusing, made him mad.

I am past scorching; not easily can'st thou scorch a scar.

My life changed irrevocably four-and-a-half years ago when my spine failed and collapsed. I spent two years on the floor, in excruciating, debilitating and unrelenting pain. I can only describe the pain as being submerged into a vat of scalding acid that has an electric current running through it. And you can never get out, ever.

I lied for years and years. And the thing about lies and secrets is that they eat you alive from the inside. I would not wish that pain on anyone.