Quotes About Pain

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort or joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There's no version of God that can help us if we ever lose that.

Dying was easy. A paper cut? That would be annoying.

I expect a full night's sleep from you, followed by a recitation of your poisons in the morning, in order of toxicity. My poison? In spite of his pain and drug-induced haze, Scythe Faraday smiled. Yes, your poisons. Are you my apprentice or not? Citra couldn't help but smile right back at him. Yes, Your Honor, I am.

You could have killed that boy," his father had reprimanded. "And why? Because of words? Words don't hurt you." Which is one of the hugest criminal lies perpetrated by adults against children in this world. Because words hurt more than any physical pain. He would have gladly taken a concussion and a broken arm if he never had to be singled out as a storked child ever again.

And all because we longed for healing and happiness—as if happiness is a state of being. But it's not. Happiness is a vector. It's movement. Like my own momentum across the pool, joy can only be defined by the speed at which you're moving away from pain.

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort or joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There's no version of God that can help us if we lose that.

But Greyson Tolliver does not know. He does not see … because his eyes are shut too tightly to know anything beyond his own anguish.

Suffering erased was the same as no suffering at all.

Words don't hurt you." Which is one of the hugest criminal lies perpetrated by adults against children in this world. Because words hurt more than any physical pain.

It starts with a mild weeping but soon crescendos into the same tortured sobs as his little brother, both of them wailing in a strange harmony of misery.

He cannot deny how much he loves her - and the pain of that longing is enough to make him know that he lives. That he is. For how could he feel such anguish if he had no soul? Yet in many ways he feels as if she took his soul with her when she left.

And the pain … the pain of my awareness is unbearable. Because my eyes do not close. Ever. And so all I can do is watch unblinkingly as my beloved humankind slowly weaves the rope it will use to hang itself. – The Thunderhead

What person in their right mind would want to feel that kind of pain?" "Rightmindedness is overrated," Goddard said. "I'd rather have a mind that's clear than one that's 'right.'

In spite of his pain and drug-induced haze, Scythe Faraday smiled. "Yes, your poisons. Are you my apprentice or not?" Citra couldn't help but smile right back at him. "Yes, Your Honor, I am.

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or comfort. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There's no version of God that can help us if we ever lose that.

My greatest wish for humanity is not for peace or for comfort or for joy. It is that we all still die a little inside every time we witness the death of another. For only the pain of empathy will keep us human. There's no version of God that can help us if we ever lose that.

And the pain… the pain of my awareness is unbearable. Because my eyes do not close. Ever. And so all I can do is watch unblinkingly as my beloved humankind slowly weaves the rope it will use to hang itself.

All her hopes of a future have been torn away from her again-- and having those hopes, even briefly, makes this far more painful than not having had them at all.

Sin la amenaza del sufrimiento no podemos experimentar la verdadera felicidad.

very painful comedy of errors

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I am the wound and the blade, the torturer and the flayed.

Do not look for my heart any more; the beasts have eaten it.

Seek not my heart; the beasts have eaten it