Quotes About Pain

Have you ever been shot by one? Because I have and it hurt like the day my dog died...

They say it's the worst pain imaginable, losing a child. But that wasn't my experience. Don't get me wrong, my son's death just about destroyed me. But if I'm being honest, nothing will ever hurt quite so deeply as the moment I heard the first person I ever really loved was gone.

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Fear, if not accompanied by pain, turns into a habit

We wish for a symmetry of feeling, but we rarely get it. It is painful to be the one who loves more, and painful to be the one who loves less.

Lebanese poet Khalil Gibran says: "Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain; and could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy.

In a sales presentation, the first thing you must do is to separate prospects from suspects. You need to ask questions to determine the prospect's pain, problem, need, or goal that your product or service can alleviate or take away. The rule is "no need, no sale." But even in nonselling presentation

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom." – Rumi

What is the mean-spirited cosmic force that dictates that once you've smacked you shin once, you'll re-smack the same spot on everything sharp and hard that comes within a thirty-foot radius?

Ng??i ta có th? v?a b? Ä'au Ä'á»›n v?a h?t s?c t?p trung vào công vi?c, suy s?p và m?m c??i, bu?n r?u và r?nh rá»—i, não nùng và Ä'a tình

The pain seems so much more difficult than the cookies. But it's not. The pain covered in cookies becomes pain covered in fat covered in more pain. Pain is hard. To go through and feel the emotion instead of avoiding/distracting takes courage. Sometimes

There is nothing accidental in suffering.

The barn by the Roulette house was jammed with wounded men. Screams, prayers, and curses made it a horrible place, with hundreds of anguished men packed together on the straw begging the surgeons to attend to them—surgeons bare-armed and fearsomely streaked and spattered with blood, piles of severed arms and legs lying by the slippery operating tables, the uproar of the battle beating in through the thin walls.

Please not to laugh at me. God must matter terribly to men when they are lying bleeding to death in the snow. The memory of the laughter of friends and the tinkle of glasses doesn't help them when one is alone for the last time in pain and with final knowledge of the purpose of life.

The imagination is always the best torturer.

Le donne erano destinate a soffrire; non c'era da meravigliarsi che volessero sempre grandi dichiarazioni d'amore

Better not to sit on a hedgehog if you are naked.

Because if it hurts, it's your thinking that's hurting you.

In reality, the pain we feel about a past event is created in the present

People used to ask me if I was enlightened, and I would say, "I don't know anything about that. I'm just someone who knows the difference between what hurts and what doesn't.

I was sole keeper and mistress of the impossible. I possessed the keys to pain.

The wounds inflicted by weapons may close in time; scalds may heal gradually; but wounds inflicted by words remain painful as long as one lives.

I lay on my back, whimpering at the dark sky, and tried to remember when I'd last gotten my ass kicked this thoroughly. Less than a week ago, probably, because it had been a bad couple of weeks, but

And because she loved him so much, because she would always love him, she forced herself to say what needed to be said, although the words tore open every old bleeding wound she'd hidden away so deep within her. "And I would do it again," she whispered, "because you are who you are, while I am . . . what I am." His