Quotes About Pain

the pain is not your pain but your relationship to it.

Sam's doctor said to him, "The good news is that the pain is in your head." But I am in my head, Sam thought.

There's a pleasure to loving someone even when you know there's no chance in them loving you back. The pain I felt let me know I was still alive.

Wounds are like water set to boil – they heal best left unwatched...

I'm allergic to sad memories. It's the worst.

There is no purity to bearing pain alone.

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don't have to play this losing game all the way through.

In my opinion, wounds are like water boiled--they heal best left unwatched.

art doesn't typically get made by happy people.

Art doesn't typically get made by happy people.

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don't have to play this losing game all the way through.

Throughout his life, Sam had hated being told to 'fight,' as if sickness were a character failing. Illness could not be defeated no matter how hard you fought, and pain, once it had you in its grasp, was transformational.

The pain seemed to occupy spaces in his mind that had heretofore been untouched or reserved exclusively for imaginary endeavors.

I have a pain that exists only in my head," she said, once some of her vitality had been restored. "I have had it my whole life. But when I feel that pain, I am incapacitated by it, and I am certain that I can't go on." Alabaster studied Emily. "I think it is your glasses. They are far too small for your face. You should go see the optometrist.

But Ant was no longer a kid, and his eyes reminded Sam of his own. They had the patina of a person who had felt pain and expected to feel it again.

I have a pain that exists only in my head," she said, once some of her vitality had been restored. "I have had it my whole life. But when I feel that pain, I am incapacitated by it, and I am certain that I can't go on.

He hasn't said more than two words to anyone in the six weeks since he was injured. He's been in terrible pain, and he'll probably have to be in and out of the hospital for a very long time. It was a big deal that he talked to you.

They say it's all in my head." Marx thought about this. "But what pain isn't?

Throughout his life, Sam had hated being told to "fight," as if sickness were a character failing. Illness could not be defeated, no matter how hard you fought, and pain, once it had you in its grasp, was transformational

Sam did not believe his body could feel anything but pain, and so he did not desire pleasure in the same way that other people seemed to. Sam was happiest when his body was feeling nothing. He was happiest when he did not have to think about his body—when he could forget that he had a body at all.

The body part that worked consistently well for Sam was his brain, and he was not going to compromise it. Because of this experience, Sam often suffered through pain that probably should have and could have been somewhat ameliorated.

Licking your wounds would only make them worse, no? The mouth was filled with so much bacteria. But Sadie knew it was easy to get addicted to the taste of your own carnage.

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else?