Quotes About Pain

Ci si affeziona anche al dolore, persino alla disperazione. Quando abbiamo sofferto moltissimo per una persona, il fatto che il dolore stia passando ci sgomenta. Crediamo significhi, una volta in più, che tutto, veramente tutto, finisce.

Chi non ha i nomi per la sofferenza la agisce, la esprime volgendola in violenza, con conseguenze spesso tragiche.

If Jesus were at the pulpit, he would be saying, "I know that you suffer. I lived on this earth, too, and I know for a fact that it's hard and painful sometimes.

He looked as if someone had machine gunned his soul.

He was a sensitive man and many people had caused him anguish.

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Sing on, as if in pain; And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.

Man is born in a day, and he dies in a day, and the thing is easily over but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning and life at that price is not worth living.

War is cruelty, and none can make it gentle.

This time she did not feel a thing when the Headmaster stuck the pin into her arm.

I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.

Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom. I have known so many sick women all my life. Women with chronic pain, with ever-gestating diseases. Women with conditions. Men, sure, they have bone snaps, they have backaches, they have a surgery or two, yank out a tonsil, insert a shiny plastic hip. Women get consumed.

A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.

There are many kinds of betrayals. There are the small ones: the unkind word, the laughter behind someone's back, the petty lies. And there are the betrayals that break hearts, destroy worlds, and turn the strong, sweet light of day into bitter dust.

Pain and fear often make us act foolishly," Serenity advised. "Do not judge yourself harshly for your mistakes

Comics know that time plus pain equals humor and that we can redeem even awful moments from the past by translating them into a shared experience.

Baldwin says that suffering "may be the only equality we have," and that all pain is real and not easily quantified or measured.

Despite humanity's grisly history of war, famine, disease, corruption—despite the fact that not just death but pain and suffering and debilitation are fundamental parts of the human experience—our musicians, our filmmakers, our poets, and even our laws remain profoundly preoccupied with questions of love. Love is not a thing to be trifled with.

All discomfort is not equal. Learning to listen will help you distinguish among effort, fatigue and pain. To what degree, under what conditions and over what period of time your body experiences these sensations will determine how you respond.

Your body provides you with constant feedback that can help improve your running performance while minimizing biomechanical stress. Learn to differentiate between the discomfort of effort and the pain of injury. When you practice listening, you increase competence in persevering through the former and responding with respect and compassion to the latter.

Emotional wounding creates the deepest distortions in one's personal illusory reality and therefore the greatest suffering.

She was known there and the chaos on the street was more predictable and less personal than the pain at home.

Anche in questo siamo uguali. L'unica cosa che ci fa differenti è che tu, quando hai finito di parlare con loro, hai la possibilità di sentirti stanco. Puoi andare a casa e spegnere la tua mente e ogni sua malattia. Io no. Io di notte non posso dormire, perché il mio male non riposa mai." "E allora tu che cosa fai, di notte, per curare il tuo male?" "Io uccido...

Per chi ci ha messo il cuore e altrettanto cuore non ha trovato, per chi si è sbagliato e ci ha messo troppo sale, per chi non avrà pace finché non riuscirà a scoprire in quale maledetto barattolo hanno nascosto lo zucchero, per chi rischia di annegare nella piccola alluvione delle sue lacrime. Siamo qui con voi e, nonostante tutto, come voi siamo vivi.