Quotes About Pain

We laughed together for a long time. When we had first met, her eyes were dull with pain-killing drugs and if she tried to talk, her face would contort with agonizing pain. I thought how radiantly beautiful she now looked. She stood up to leave and went to the door but then came back and kissed me. `I hope I never see you again,' she said. `I quite understand,' I replied.

It used to be called angor animi – the anguish of the soul – the feeling that some people have, when they are having a heart attack, that they are about to die. Even now, more than thirty years later, I can see very clearly the dying man's despairing expression as he looked at me as I turned away.

We lauhed together for a long time. When we had first met, her eyes were dull with pain-killing drugs and if she tried to talk, her face would contort with agonizing pain. I thought how radiantly beautiful she now looked. She stood up to leave and went to the door but then came back and kissed me. `I hope I never see you again,' she said. `I quite understand,' I replied.

Cavalier King Charles spaniels, we learnt, often suffer from the brain abnormality known as a Chiari malformation, which humans also get. Labradors can develop malignant meningiomas. The spaniels' problem is the result of selective breeding aimed to produce the small round head which wins points at dog shows. The malformation leads to spinal cord damage, and the poor creatures suffer from intractable pain and scratch themselves incessantly.

The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink.

Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good.

Keep me preoccupied Keep me busy, busy, busy So I won't have to think I don't want to think Because it only brings me pain I just keep running away from My problems Keep me busy Give me a million things to do So I can keep running away from myself.

I'm packed with broken glass and memories and it all hurts.

I got my heart broken. My spirit got shattered and mutilated. I will not be coming back from this. I don't want to.

I don't want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don't love you, ones who are dead or hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it fucks me up and I can't get things done.

He looked at her Something Turned cancerous He was in love.

They left like you knew they would. They went away and you fell like a stone. All the way to the bottom of your room. I see you, yes I see you. Sitting in your chair, hating every minute of it. Falling like a stone without even moving. It hurt you to know that you were right about all the shit you wanted to be wrong about. They always leave you. You put yourself in the right place to get left.

Look, it's a monster. He's walking alone. Look, he's pulling something out of his pocket. He threw it on the ground. Let's go see what it is. It's a black box. You open it... ok... Look, it's sorrow, misery and pain. It's loneliness and longing. Boy, he'll be sorry he lost these.

I will never let you know how much you hurt me No, I will never tell you The lasts few months have sent me into myself It's not easy to forget you Time is healing me I keep my feelings to myself, it helps I don't understand you or your kind I end up getting myself messed up I can't take any more beatings like this

I have gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain.

I shoved three CDs up my ass and got them out of Tower Records. It hurt like hell but I did it. New Michael Bolton, new Sting, and the best of Sammy Hagar. Totally painful. Definitely worth it.

It hurt to pull out the slivers but I knew that I couldn't bleed anymore, I had lost too much blood already. Now I remain, scarred and regaining strength.

They left you like you knew they would. They went away and you fell like a stone. All the way to the bottom of your room. I see you, yes I see you. Sitting in your chair, hating every minute of it. Falling like a stone without even moving. It hurt you to know that you were right about all the shit you wanted to be wrong about. They always leave you. You put yourself in the right place to get left.

How lame it is for me to sit in some cushy living room watching Apocalypse Now, on videocassette no less. You think you have pain? That guy went up the river to kill a guy. I'm sitting in a suburban living room on a plush carpet with Search and Destroy tattooed on my back and I'm watching the real thing, it makes touring seem rather easy in comparison. I

Don't touch me I'll feel too good I'll fall apart The only thing holding me together is my pain

They smile They will hurt you Turn inside Your only friend is inside They will cut your heart

I lie on my side I wonder how much pain and horror can be contained In one human mind I turn on the light All I can think about is going somewhere