Quotes About Pain

But he won't let the pain blot out the humor no more'n he'll let the humor blot out the pain.

White-hot needles stabbed through his eyes into his head, into his brain: a new environment for the information viruses, where they replicated, forming snarls of complex logic that entangled him, clanking mechanisms that pursued him from one thought to another, down corridors of memory and forgotten rooms of days.

Through me the way into the city of woe: Through me the way into eternal pain: Through me the way among the lost. Justice moved my maker on high Divine power made me, Wisdom supreme, and primeval Love. Before me nothing was but things eternal And eternal I endure. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.

Virginia Woolf described in her fiction her chracters' pain in childhood way and linked it to their emotional lives as adults in a way that was ahead of its time. "It's a fallacy to think that children are unhappy... I've never suffered so much as I did when I was a child," says Richard Dalloway M.P., in The Voyage Out.

People must be right sometimes, must feel good sometimes, or we'd never have a herd. They would just give up. The occasional rightness fosters false confidence, reinforcing the crowd's wisdom. It is plausible deniability for TGH. It is how TGH repeatedly sucks the crowd in, makes them ignore negatives, then doles out maximum pain and suffering.

Buscamos los dientes que coinciden con nuestras heridas.

Lon assisted his cannoneers in loading the number four gun. Finding the leather thumbstall charred and ruined through frequent use and no replacement anywhere to be found, he stoppered the gun's vent with his bare thumb. The escaping gases from the swabbing of the barrel burned his thumb to the bone. Lon grabbed his thumb, grimacing in pain. His agonies were indescribable.87

The situation in the angle was critical. Faint from loss of blood and terribly ill, gritting his teeth in a vain attempt to withstand the severe pain, Lon asked Fuger to order the two remaining guns double-shotted with canister.94

Suffering is the necessary consequence of sin, just as when you eat a sour fruit a stomach complaint ensues.

I'll change my state with any wretch, Thou canst from jail or dunghill fetch; My pain's past cure, another hell, I may not in this torment dwell!

Rejections are painful, but inevitable. They're every writer's rite of passage.

The great object of life is Sensation - to feel that we exist - even though in pain - it is this "craving void" which drives us to gaming - to battle - to travel - to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.

In the midst of pain and urgent trouble we can not realize the supreme happiness of being loved — sweetest and deepest of all meditations....

I hate all pain, Given or received; we have enough within us The meanest vassal as the loftiest monarch, Not to add to each other's natural burden Of mortal misery.

Hide thy tears--I do not bid thee not to shed them--'twere easier to stop the Euphrates at its source than one tear of a true and tender heart.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

La reina se decía experimentada en la pasión, en cuyos fuegos se había quemado muchas veces;

Amada, en esta noche tú te has crucificado sobre los dos maderos curvados de mi beso; y tu pena me ha dicho que Jesús ha llorado, y que hay un viernesanto más dulce que ese beso.

You think you have all the pain you can bear, but yours will be lessened as you bear mine, and mine will be lessened as I bear yours!

I have learned now that while those who speak about one's miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.

The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say My tooth is aching" than to say My heart is broken.

No one ever told me grief felt so much like fear.

Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief.