Quotes About Pain

Grief, Mom discovered, was not a problem you could fix, a loose screw you could tighten, a math problem you could solve, a child whose pain you could comfort. It just sat there in your stomach and didn't move. Sometimes it grew, sometimes it shrank, but it was always, always there. That was the hardest part, she said, harder than anything else, before or after. The grief doesn't leave. It becomes a part of you. Either you learn to live with it or you die.

You hurt people. Killed people. But the saddest thing is --- you didn't do it because you didn't care. You did it because you cared too much. - Ben Kincaid

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.

His pains he soon forgot: Lured by her beauty outside of himself in shadowy grief. Two Wills they had; Two Intellects: & not as in times of old. Silent they wanderd hand in hand like two Infants wandring From Enion in the desarts, terrified at each others beauty Envying each other yet desiring, in all devouring Love

I feel very sorry for myself - that is what grief is.

Those of us who have the luck to enjoy good health forget about this vast parallel universe of the unwell-their daily miseries, their banal ordeals. Only when you cross that frontier into the world of ill-health do you recognize its quiet, massive presence, its brooding permanence.

I wasn't feeling grief: that hellish chest-crammed agony you feel - but some portion of my brain activated by the memory decided to trigger the tear ducts

The idea of a priori moral judgements ('It is morally wrong to inflict gratuitous pain') is completely acceptable to the vast majority of human beings. Only a few philosophers would disagree.

So most of my life has been lived in hell.

Complaint They call me and I go. It is a frozen road past midnight, a dust of snow caught in the rigid wheeltracks. The door opens. I smile, enter and shake off the cold. Here is a great woman on her side in the bed. She is sick, perhaps vomiting, perhaps laboring to give birth to a tenth child. Joy! Joy! Night is a room darkened for lovers, through the jalousies the sun has sent one golden needle! I pick the hair from her eyes and watch her misery with compassion.

There is no fire in hell," he reported. "Everyone who goes there brings their own fire, and their own pain, from this world.

It's terrible to be young. It's terrible. Terrible

She clung to that which had robbed her, as people do.

It was like something you have dreaded and feared and dodged for years until it seemed like all your life, then despite everything it happened to you and all it was was just pain, all it did was hurt and so it was all over, all finished, all right.

When the switch fell I could feel it upon my flesh; when it welted and ridged it was my blood that ran, and I would think with each blow of the switch: Now you are aware of me! Now I am something in your secret and selfish life, who have marked your blood with my own for ever and ever.

He just stood and looked at his dying mother, his heart too full for words.

vomiting the crying

Forget grief. Only an idiot has no grief, and only a fool would forget it. What else is there in this world sharp enough to stick to your guts?

But who knows why a man, though suffering, clings, above all the other well members, to the arm or leg which he knows must come off?

Görülüyor ki hiçbir ÅŸey öÄŸrenemiyorlar ac? çekmedikçe, hiçbir ÅŸey hat?rlayam?yorlar kanlar?na kar??m?? olmad?kça.

é difícil acreditar que um amor ou uma dor é uma debênture comprada sem intenção e que vence querendo ou não e é recolhida sem aviso prévio para ser substituída pelo título que os deuses resolverem emitir no momento não você só vai fazer isso quando acreditar que nem mesmo ela era merecedora do desespero talvez

Él ha dicho: «Lo siento aún más que tú». Y yo he dicho: «Tú no sabes qué tormento es que yo no pueda sentirlo. Hago por sentirlo, pero no puedo pensar en ello lo suficiente para sentirlo».

Folks don't go to wars for fun. A man don't leave his maw crying just for fun.

Women get desperate, but they don't understand despair.