Quotes About Pain

Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied. Love makes a place in your life, it makes a place for itself in your bed. Invisibly, it makes a place in your body, rerouting all your blood vessels, throbbing right alongside your heart. When it's gone, nothing is whole again.

But this is what loss has taught me of love. Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied. Love makes a place in your life, it makes a place for itself in your bed. Invisibly, it makes a place in your body, rerouting all your blood vessels, throbbing right alongside your heart. When it's gone, nothing is whole again.

When a man wails like that you know it's all the tears that he was never allowed to shed, from Little League disappointment to teenage heartbreak, all the way to whatever injured his spirit just last year. As Roy howled, my fingers kept worrying a rough patch of skin beneath my chin, a souvenir of scar tissue. When

There is no weight like the burden of a body.

Abandonment doesn't have the sharp but dissipating sting of a slap. It's like a punch to the gut, bruising your skin and driving the precious air from your body.

dustiness, yet in that dustiness I always feel the movement of pain. I am afraid to penetrate deeper.

Aprender cuesta lágrimas, dolor y sufrimiento. Esto es justo porque el hombre no puede comprender a Dios cuando es joven, feliz e ignorante. Solo puede conocer a Dios por medio del dolor propio y del de los demás.

No podría vencer su dolor; pero al menos podría fingir que no era tan grande o que podría soportarlo.

El conocer a Dios produce un gozo inefable, pero también causa dolor. Cuando contemplo la belleza del mundo que Él ha creado, me siento embargado de tristeza porque a mí, hombre mortal, me es imposible retener ese momento de exaltación y pleno conocimiento.

Thats always the hardest thing when someone completely has you fooled so much, that you think theyre just never going to hurt you, then they do. Thats when you get the worst heartbreak.

And I'm dying to know, is it killing you like it's killing me? And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

Why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart? Why would you wanna take our love and tear it all apart,now? Why would you wanna make the very first scar? Why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart?

He understood how life was an undeserved bounty, how even the most virtuous were not worthy of the glories of the mortal plane. For him the mystery was solved, because he understood that everything in life is love, even pain, especially pain.

and Hell, after all, was not physically worse than the mortal plane.

It'll be when you first learn to walk that I get daily demonstrations of the asymmetry in our relationship. You'll be incessantly running off somewhere, and each time you walk into a door frame or scrape your knee, the pain feels like it's my own. It'll be like growing an errant limb, an extension of myself whose sensory nerves report pain just fine, but whose motor nerves don't convey my commands at all. It's so unfair: I'm going to give birth to an animated voodoo doll of myself.

like infernal fire, grief burns but does not consume; instead, it makes the heart vulnerable to further suffering.

infernal fire, grief burns but does not consume; instead, it makes the heart vulnerable to further suffering.

for like infernal fire, grief burns but does not consume; instead, it makes the heart vulnerable to further suffering.

Blue Gamma has done what it can to minimize abuses; all the Neuroblast digients are equipped with pain circuit breakers, which render them immune to torture and thus unappealing to sadists. Unfortunately, there's no way to protect the digients from things like simple neglect.

Raising a child, she said, "puts you in touch, deeply, inescapably, daily, with some pretty heady issues: What is love and how do we get ours? Why does the world contain evil and pain and loss? How can we discover dignity and tolerance? Who is in power and why? What's the best way to resolve conflict?

your history is no less important to your survival than your ability to breathe. In the end, you can only determine whether to saturate your memories with pain or with perspective. Forgetting is not an option. I tell you the truth now: Pain was not God's plan for this life. It is a reality, but it is not a part of the plan.

The pain was so deep and so raw. There were days I would have died just to forget. The problem was, I couldn't figure out how to get her out of my mind. How do you kill that kind of pain?

The inmost spirit of poetry, in other words, is at bottom, in every recorded case, the voice of pain – and the physical body, so to speak, of poetry, is the treatment by which the poet tries to reconcile that pain with the world.

The Non-Corporeal Soul increases tolerance and acceptance of the pain sensation, which paradoxically automatically reduces pain's noxiousness and intolerableness. The more room for pain, the less it hurts. For the Non-Corporeal Soul, pain and suffering are not something to flee, but a catalyst for the authentication of humanity and the generation of human kindness.