Quotes About Anguish

Loving someone merely meant pain. Nothing but pain.

Heavens, what a plague love was! Anyone who claimed otherwise had never yet felt that wretched trembling of the heart.

And these hands here don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of words, Meggie! Once they were like honey, now they're poison, pure poison! But what is a writer who doesn't love words anymore? What have I come to? This story is devouring me, crushing me, and I'm its creator!

She, herself, was so forlorn and unused, not a female at all, just a mere thing of terrors.

Connie really sometimes felt she would die at this time. She felt she was being crushed to death by weird lies and by the amazing cruelty of idiocy.

It was like something lurking in the darkness within him...There is remained in the darkness, the great pain, tearing him at times, and then being silent.

He knew his heart's core was a fat, awful worm. His dread was lest anyone else should know. His anguish of hate was against anyone who knew, and recoiled.

Yet there she stood under the self-accusation of wanting him, tied to that stake of torture.

She clung in a sudden anguish of terror. But it came with a strange slow thrust of peace, the dark thrust of peace and a ponderous, primordial tenderness, such as made the world in the beginning.

The rabbit presses back her ears, Turns back her liquid, anguished eyes And crouches low: then with wild spring Spurts from the terror of his oncoming To be choked back, the wire ring Her frantic effort throttling: Piteous brown ball of quivering fears!

Misery misery son of a bitch of all miseries.

Peklo nem?že být plné ohnÄ› - existují daleko horÅ¡í vÄ›ci.

Stop it! My whole life still hurts!

Expression of speech .. in what is written or said forget not that silence is also expressive, That anguish as hot as the hottest and contempt as cold as the coldest may be without words, That the true adoration is likewise without words and without kneeling.

That's the distinction. It's not wrong to be distressed, to be troubled, to be frightened, or to have those emotions. It is wrong when those emotions control you. It's wrong when your anguish is not in keeping with the facts clearly given to you in Scripture. That's what Jesus was telling these disciples. Do not allow your distress to keep you from thinking biblically about your situation.

I'm dying and all I hear are insults!

You are a curse in my life!

Desire is suffering. A simple equation, and a nice catchphrase. But flipped around, it is more troubling: suffering is desire.

Desperation, she said, feels like someone's reaching down your throat and ripping out your guts.

Swordsmen thrust through, and dying in their blood on the arena sand; bulls goring horses disembowelled, made a meeker vision for the public a milder condiment for a people's palate than Vashti torn by seven devils: devils which cried sore and rent the tenement they haunted, but still refused to be exorcised.

Why?" he screamed, letting the noise bellow out loud and ferocious. "Why can I not have some measure of peace?" he questioned.

This was not life, this was a nightmare.

I like to think of you not being able to end your suffering,' she said. 'I like to think of you not being able to satisfy your blood-lust,' he said.

Have you ever experienced a pain so sharp in your heart that it's all you can do to take a breath? It's a pain you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy; you wouldn't want to pass it on to anyone else for fear he or she might not be able to bear it. It's the pain of being betrayed by a person with whom you've fallen in love. It's not as serious as death, but it feels a whole lot like it, and as I've come to learn, pain is pain any way you slice it.