Quotes About Pain

Sin dolor no podría existir un amor tan intenso y tan apasionado.

Anger is so much easier than grief.

But that moment, the one that was supposed to be so special, had turned into an ache that would never heal.

She is happy, Kate thought. Even in her circumstance, she is happy. Kate almost envied the wounded woman that contentment. Was that what suffering did? she wondered. Place you in such pain that with its lessening, contentment came more easily. (p. 180)

It was the voice of someone who had known both amazing joy and intense pain, and who knew that ultimately you can't really have one without the other.

My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing

My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone.

You don't know what torture is. You don't know what you're talking about. You really don't know what you're talking about.

The movie was very different from the book in that there was nothing from the book in the movie. Despite everything — all the pain I felt, the betrayal — I couldn't help but recognize a truth while sitting in that screening room. In the book everything about me had happened. The book was something I simply couldn't disavow. The book was blunt and had an honesty about it, whereas the movie was just a beautiful lie.

Dwelling over this loss while wandering down Central Park West somewhere around Seventy-sixth, Seventy-fifth, it strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place.

I don't want to care. If I care about things, it'll just be worse, it'll just be another thing to worry about. It's less painful if I don't care.

Mi dolor es constante e intenso y no espero que haya un mundo mejor para nadie. De hecho quiero que mi dolor le sea inflingido a otros.

Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do? My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape.

The Patty Winters Show this morning was about people with half their brains removed. My chest feels like ice.

And I just stood there in the fading afternoon light, realizing at seventeen that I was already staring into my past — that the past had a meaning that would always define you. I remember this being one of my first moments nearing adulthood, when I realized how powerful memory was — or at least it was the first time it hurt the most. And there was nothing I could do about the pain of the past — it just settled over me.

My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this—and I have, countless times, in just about every act I've committed—and coming face-to-face with these truths, there is no catharsis. I gain no deeper knowledge about myself, no new understanding

The closet door was closed. She always kept it closed. She'd been the one to open the door and find her father hanging from the rod by the loop of his belt.

You carve wounds upon my flesh and write there in salt!

A man never gets over losing his son, or his honor.

Oi jus' bin a-runned over boi a mad creatur'. Hurr." Orlando laughed so hard he hurt his jaw.

And that is when I know....that is when I understand that it's better to feel the ache inside me like demons scratching at my heart than it is to feel numb the way a dead body feels when you touch it. It's better to wait for the beautiful things...to stare at them for as long as they last..to hold on as tight as you can before they disappear. And it might hurt so bad inside...but it's better to wait for the next beautiful thing than never look for any again.

I should never have loved him . . I should never love anyone because it ends up being worse than being alone.

It doesn't matter who started it or what it's really about...war usually ends up sucking most for women. Even when we're not fighting the battles ourselves, we somehow always end up with the lion's share of the suffering.

Here's the thing about miscarriage. They are painful, they are horrific, and they are very, very common. There are no funerals for Those Who Might Have Been, leaving parents to mourn their loss in strange and unexpected ways. But while a miscarriage may feel like the end of the world... it's actually just the beginning of a new one.