Quotes About Pain

Look, the reason is security, a subconscious need for security. I had a rotten childhood. Two bottles at once fills a void that needs filling. Maybe. I'm not sure.

There is nothing worse than being broke and having your woman leave you. Nothing to drink, no job,just the walls, sitting there staring at the walls and thinking. That's how women got back at you, but it hurt and weakened them too. Or so I like to believe.

Women were meant to suffer; no wonder they asked for constant declarations of love

So I drank every night after work, alone, up at my place and I had enough left for a day at the track on Saturday, and life was simple and without too much pain. Maybe without too much reason, but getting away from pain was reasonable enough.

Charles Bukowski

Most of these men's lives were so tortured that I enjoyed reading about them, thinking, well, I am in hell too and I can't even write music.

hell is built piece by piece brick by brick around you.

Something else is hurting you - that's why you need pot or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think

It's a lonely time, she sings, and you're not mine and it makes me feel so bad, this thing of being me...

I'd walk down the street and I'd stagger, sober I'd stagger, hear churchbells, wounded dogs, wounded me, all that.

in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.

y la fama y el amor nada más que un truco para atenuar nuestra herida.

The doorbell rang like a rape, or the tearing of ripe flesh.

It's not pleasant to die on the cross, it's much more pleasant to hear your name whispered in the dark.

Love breaks my bone ans I

Love breaks my bone ans I Laugh.

Love breaks my bone and I Laugh.

It occurred to me that everybody suffered continually, including those who pretended they didn't.

How come you walk so funny? I was frying some chicken in the pan and the grease exploded, it burned my legs. I thought maybe you had war wounds. No, the chicken did it.

aqueles que escapam do inferno nunca falam sobre isso e nada mais incomoda eles

El tiempo no transcurría en tanto la existencia se iba transformando en algo insoportable.

Well, the rain stopped but the pain was still there

Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere?

It's hard to kill yourself by taking Tylenol. You die from liver failure, which takes a long time...