Quotes About Pain

Listen to the sea...it sounds like a coffin being dragged over broken glass.

Healing comes from gathering wisdom from past actions and letting go of the pain that the education cost you.

She was thoroughly entrenched in her wounds, so much so that she had converted her wounds into a type of social currency

The word deserve causes immeasurable pain.

Grief was the same, no matter what caused it.

Tears on the outside fall to the ground and are slowly washed away. Tears on the inside fall on the soul. And stay and stay and stay.

God hates me.

Tears on the outside fall to the ground and are slowly washed away. Tears on the inside fall on the soul and stay and stay and stay," Emma

you could have missed the pain, but you'd have had to miss the dance,'

Honest autoethnographic exploration generates a lot of fears and self-doubt and emotional pain. Just when you think you can't stand the pain anymore that's when the real work begins. Then there is the vulnerability of revealing yourself, not being able to take back what you 've written or having any control over how readers interpret your story.

There was a hollow in her chest, but at the bottom of this emptiness a heavy weight pressed down and bruised her stomach, so that she felt sick.

Then when he had washed the ashtray and the glass he brought out a pistol from his pocket and put a bullet in his chest.

Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.

It is for this reason that most of us would rather love than be loved. Almost everyone wants to be the lover. And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is for ever trying to strip bare his beloved. The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.

When you've been hurt, you don't make excuses for the jerk who hurt you. That's his mama's job.

Platitudes or otherwise, there were no words to ease the agony of living.

She felt such fury and pain she thought she'd choke on it.

Her forehead fell to rest on the tile, her eyes burning, flooding, overflowing with the pain he seemed unable to express and she couldn't escape.

Métis writer Joeanne Arnott (1994) notes that, passing is one of the very few options for survival of a mixed-race people in virulently racist society (59). The decision to withhold important information about cultural ancestry is one that causes pain and suffering in the long term. (p.39)

The thing is, when you let people get too close, you end up getting hurt.

She's going to leave me,' Max says. 'She doesn't love me any more. You

Odi et amo. quare id faciam, fortasse requiris? nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.

I hate and I love Why do I, you ask ? I don't know, but it's happening and it hurts

I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you may ask? I do not know, but I feel it, and I am tortured.