Quotes About Pain

his eyes reminded Sam of his own. They had the patina of a person who had felt pain and expected to feel it again.

The loss of his mind has turned out to be a curiously pain-free process. He feels that it ought to hurt more.

Sometimes, I would be in so much pain. The only thing that kept me from wanting to die was the fact that I could leave my body and be in a body that worked perfectly for a while—better than perfectly, actually—with a set of problems that were not my own.

The only education in grief that any of us ever gets is a crash course.

The aggressive use of new medical tools went beyond castration. Dr. Marion Sims discovered a condition called "vaginismus," in which a woman felt such pain from intercourse she was unable to bear penetration. He prescribed surgery, but another treatment was to put the woman under anesthesia so her husband was able to have sex with her. Sims described one case in which a physician had to visit the couple two or three times a week to anesthetize the woman before lovemaking.

Pandering candidates often promise that they can make the pain go away.

WORDS ARE TEETH. AND THEY EAT ME ALIVE. FEED ON MY CORPSE INSTEAD.

You're not tough. You're broken.

I don't know exactly what you're feeling, but I know it hurts.' She tightened her hug a little. 'Trust me, it might get worse, but in the end, it gets better. It finally gets good. I swear.

Attacking the supposedly 'moral' critique of the love of money and worldly goods, he argued that 'at a time when the whole world was living in "pain economy" … and when the productivity of human labour was extremely low … it is but natural that moralists should have preached the gospel of poverty and renunciation of worldly pleasures only because they were not to be had

You look at me with eyes that see only honor and gallantry. The truth is darker yet. Being Sonja means being called to darkness and pain. And knowing that you have the power to alter and take the lives of many. A great many. And praying to the gods that you always choose the right side.

Every so often I was overwhelmed by a phantom pain that cut through me like a knife. I was certain that if I looked down I would find blood all over, like the knife I once held in my hands, but it was all in my mind.

The eyes mirror the heart of a person. An entire life can be seen through them. Love, sorrow, deceit, pain. If you look closely, it's all there.

I hate and I love. Why I do so, perhaps you ask. I know not, but I feel it and I am in torment.

Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio. des fieri sentio et excrucior. I hate and I love. You may ask, why I do this. I do not know. But I sense that I do and it pains me.

En qué clase de mundo vivimos, que te deja amar tanto a alguien y luego te lo arrebata para siempre? Entonces comprendí que el cielo no existe en otra parte, y tampoco el infierno. Están en la tierra. Los tenemos aquí mismo, en nuestra vida común. Solo que a veces tenemos que atravesar un infierno para llegar al cielo.

Not all who betray feel guilt and remorse. They often proclaim the betrayed deserved the punishment for past actions. A rationalization intended to ensnare the ignorant and offer warrant. Remember. The betrayer was either attempting to gain something for themselves, or to inflict pain upon you; or both.

We all acquire two types of scars; one is visible for all to see and the other resides deep within us. Both possess pain but others can only determine if the external scars have healed. The emotional scars within are usually more painful and can linger for years.

All my life I've tried to avoid pain, with indifferent success.

pain is pain and grief is grief. It might be inevitable, it might even be built into the nature of things, but it isn't good, and it ought not to be tolerated, if there's a choice.)

These are things that only dogs and women understand because we tap into the pain directly, we connect to pain directly from its source, and so it is at once brilliant and brutal and clear, like white-hot metal spraying out of a fire hose, we can appreciate the aesthetic while taking the worst of it straight in the face. Men, on the other hand, are all filters and deflectors and timed release.

Eve continued with the inexorable process of dying, Zoe spent too much time with her grandparents, and Denny and I worked at slowing the beating of our hearts so we wouldn't feel so much pain.

He never understood, as I did, what she meant when she said that medication would only mask the pain, not make it go away, and what's the point of that. He never understood when she said that if she went to a doctor, the doctor would only invent a disease that would explain why he couldn't help her. And there was so much time between episodes. There was so much hope.

I cannot lie still. I cannot be alone with this. I need to scream and thrash, because it stays away when I scream. When I'm silent, it finds me, it tracks me down and pierces me and says, "Now I've got you! Now you belong to me!