Quotes About Torture

Our molecules, the dears, want to get lost in the universe as fast as they can! It makes them miserable to be nothing but "us," the jerks of infinity. We'd burst if we had the courage, day after day we come very close to it. The atomic torture we love so is locked up inside us with our pride.

S'ils se mettent à penser à vous, c'est à votre torture qu'ils pensent qu'ils songent aussitôt les autres, et rien qu'à ça.

Puisque nous sommes que des enclos de tripes tièdes et mal pourries nous aurons toujours du mal avec le sentiment. Amoureux ce n'est rien c'est tenir ensemble qui est difficile. L'ordure, elle, ne cherche ni à durer, ni à croître. Ici, sur ce point, nous sommes bien plus malheureux que la merde, cet enragement à persévérer dans notre état constitue l'incroyable torture.

Partly I was honing my self-consciousness into a torture device, sharp and efficient enough to last me the rest of my life.

The Chinese alive today are reincarnations of torturers. The wronged souls of the past will haunt us for ever. We must pay for the sins of our ancestors.

Trying to get information out of someone you are sleep-depriving is sort of like trying to get a better signal out of a radio that you are smashing with a sledgehammer.

Fine art is the only teacher except torture.

Paul Gleason played the teacher. I just tortured him as best I could. 'Cause he wasn't one of the kids, you know, so it was okay. He was great.

Chinese people do business, do medicine, do painting. Not lazy like American people. We do torture. Best torture.

Chinese people do many things," she said simply. "Chinese people do business, do medicine, do painting. Not lazy like American people. We do torture. Best torture.

Some boy in my class said Chinese people do Chinese torture." "Chinese people do many things," she said simply. "Chinese people do business, do medicine, do painting. Not lazy like American people. We do torture. Best torture.

We could choose what we wanted to believe. However, she added, any student who did not choose to believe in Jesus was a corpse-eating maggot, and when this unbeliever died, she would tumble into the underworld, where her body would be pierced by a bayonet, roasted like a duck, and forced to suffer all kinds of tortures that were worse than what was happening in Manchuria.

Yes, you have told me, over and over again, in a hundred different ways, but I am slow, Anaïs, slow perhaps because it is such delicious torture.

Doubt tortures me. There is a twist in me, my fear of interpretation.

Love is a certain inborn suffering.

What a scream of agony by torture lengthened out that lute sent forth!

His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane. He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day. He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone. He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. He watched the door they would come through.

I realize then what hell is. Not a land of fire and torture in the center of the planet, but a land of fire and torture in the center of one's soul.

People do not smile when they are in hell

The eyes of all people are upon us. And all they see is a mash-up of naked prisoners and an American girl in fatigues standing there giving a thumbs-up. As I write this, the United States of America is still a city on a hill; and it's still shining—because we never turn off the lights in our torture prisons. That's how we carry out the sleep deprivation.

I cut off his fingers to get him to talk, and when he'd confessed everything I wanted to hear, I had his fucking tongue cut out, and the stump cauterized. Everyone in the room stared at him. I called him an asshole, too, said Locke. He didn't like that.

Nessun cupo dolore l'aveva colta più violentemente di questa chiarezza, che ella cercava di rendere ancora più lucida, come si è soliti fare tormentandosi da sé, una volta che abbiamo iniziato ad essere tormentati.

The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.

For this, Love is enraged with me; Yet kills not. If I must example be To future rebels, if the unborn Must learn by my being cut up and torn, Kill and dissect me, Love; for this Torture against thine own end is: Racked carcasses make ill anatomies