Quotes About Pain

If you are angry or in pain, separate yourself from anger and pain and watch them. Externalization is the first step to liberation.

I can't... I find that I can't concentrate. On anything. I can't really..." Rhage's eyes drifted to Zsadist. "How do you live with it? All the anger. The pain. The...

When you start suppressing feelings at an early age, it hurts you down the road. Full expression of anger and pain is very important.

Pain is pain, hurt is hurt, fear is fear, anger is anger, and it has no color.

My anger has meant pain to me but it has also meant survival, and before I give it up I'm going to be sure that there is something at least as powerful to replace it on the road to clarity.

If seeing that other person's pain brings up your fear or anger or confusion (which often happens), just start doing tonglen for yourself and all the other people who are stuck in the very same way.

A misery is not to be measure from the nature of the evil but from the temper of the sufferer.

If the white man has inflicted the wound of racism upon black men, the cost has been that he would receive the mirror image of that wound into himself. As the master, or as a member of the dominant race, he has felt little compulsion to acknowledge or speak of it; the more painful it has grown the more deeply he has hidden it within himself. But the wound is there, and is a profound disorder, as great a damage in his mind as it is in his society.

But grief and griever alike endure.

In grief, part of the pain comes from our feeling that we should not suffer so - that it is fundamentally alien to our being, this even though we all suffer, and frequently. Yet we reject suffering as a basic human truth, while greeting joy as integral to our very substance.

It was hell, it was heaven, he was happy, he was scared to death, and he felt as if Satan were right there in this god-for-damned room and he was being butt-fucked by that NVR interrogator again in Muang Sing. Jesus wept, why had they done shit like that to him?

On July 13, 1925, Walt and Lillian were married. They spent their honeymoon at Mount Rainier. On their wedding night, Walt had such a bad toothache that he couldn't sleep. To take his mind off the pain, he left their room and helped a porter shine shoes all night. The next morning he went to a dentist and had his tooth pulled. It certainly wasn't the most fun way to start off a marriage. But Walt had a good story to tell.

arnica cream. His own bruises

O sofrimento é um longo momento. É impossível dividí-lo em estações. Só podemos registrar os seus humores e relatar suas idas e vindas. Para nós o tempo não avança, apenas anda em círculos, parecendo girar em torno de um núcleo de sofrimento.

Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander, Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter.

And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further, Showed me its feet, the feet of many men, And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.

Erkekler bize söyledikleri ac? sözleri ne kadar iyi hat?rlad???m?z? ve can?m?z? nas?l yakt?klar?n? pek bilmezler.

Daha az duygusal olan kad?nlar?n fark?na bile varmayaca?? birçok önemsiz ayr?nt? onun duyarl? ruhu için ?st?rap kayna?? oluyordu. Hani mutsuz olmak için doÄŸmuÅŸ insanlar vard?r ya; iÅŸte o zavall? onlardan biriydi.

Bunlar? okuduktan sonra ba??m? yana çevirip yüreÄŸime saplanan sanc?y? belli etmemek için elimden geleni yapt?m. Onu çok sevdiÄŸimin fark?ndayd?m ama, o ana kadar derecesini bilmediÄŸimi anlam??t?m.

I think it will end here. When I can bear it no longer, I think it will end here.

emotions as a rule are in excess, and detain the mind in the contemplation of one object so that it cannot think of others."93 But "desire that arises from pleasure or pain which has reference to one or certain parts of the body has no advantage to man as a whole."94 To be ourselves we must complete ourselves.

Apparently beauty is born in suffering, and wisdom is the child of grief.

And then, again, the more distinctly a man knows—the more intelligent he is—the more pain he has; the man who is gifted with genius suffers most of all.

The total picture of life is almost too painful for contemplation; life depends on our not knowing it too well.