Quotes About Anguish

Donna say no. If you are, do it now and leave me alone. I can't take this, Maggie. You're killing me by small degrees.

Dona say no. If you are, do it now and leave me alone. I can't take this, Maggie. You're killing me by small degrees.

Her life is a wrecked boat torn apart for kindling and set ablaze to send a message to the sky from a deserted beach. From a distance the words spell SAVE ME. The closer the sign the clearer the statement. Turns out it says FUCK YOU.

What it must feel like to lie back with cut wrists in a warm bath, a voluptuous dwindling feeling.

Perhaps, after all, his anguish was so persuasive that it could eclipse the most real things and make them appear as shadows, and at the same time make shadows into an appearance of the real.

He was empty, and he was full. He was alone. Yes, he was alone among men. He was an alien, a stranger and sojourner like all his fathers before him. He knew now the anguish of exiles, the depth of their loneliness. And he saw that this was a gift, for it was the state of pilgrims journeying toward their own true home.

I could believe only in the hell I was living in, a hell on earth, and it was man-made, not God-made.

What sin has plagued me with this curse?

Her pale fat throat seems to have a fist inside it, moving up and down.

The only shot he ever fired in anger… was at himself.

Afterward I just lay there watching everyone kiss while I died, thinking how cool it was to be on my bedroom floor bleeding while everyone in America celebrated the end of my life

Nothing - not even death - seems worse than the prospect of living in a broken body.

And I no longer even know where the source is; at present, everything looks the same. The landscape is more and more gentle, amiable, joyous; my skin hurts. I am at the heart of the abyss. I feel my skin again as a frontier, and the external world as a crushing weight. The impression of separation is total; from now on I am imprisoned within myself. It will not take place, the sublime fusion; the goal of life is missed. It is two in the afternoon.

Päinvastoin kuin nautinto, halu itsessään tuottaa kärsimystä, vihaa ja onnettomuutta.

Il se sentait comme une boîte de bière écrasée sous les pieds d'un hooligan britannique, ou comme un beefsteak abandonné dans le compartiment légumes d'un réfrigérateur bas de gamme, enfin il ne se sentait pas très bien.

Primero, el sufrimiento El universo grita. El hormigón acusa la violencia con la que fue fraguado como muro. El hormigón grita. La hierba gimotea bajo los dientes del animal, ¿Y el hombre? ¿Qué diremos del hombre?

Human reality, he was beginning to realize, was a series of disappointments, bitterness and pain.

At times, too, I've had the impression that I'd manage to feel quite at home in a life of vacuity. That the relatively painless boredom would enable me to go on making the usual gestures of life. Another big mistake. Prolonged boredom is not tenable as a position: sooner or later it is transformed into feelings that are acutely more painful, of true pain; this is precisely what's happening to me.

No es el futuro sino el pasado el que te mata, el que vuelve, el que te atormenta y socava y acaba efectivamente contigo.

Everything hurts.

And we'd look at each other the way you do when you see someone on the street you think you recognize, but not quite. Someone you wish with all your heart were there but who is actually just a stranger. And you feel a kind of deep longing that hurts like a huge gash and your inability to fix it leaves you frustrated and angry and bone-deep lonely.

Vengeance burns,Torak." said Fin-Kedinn as the river bore him away. "It burns your heart. It makes the pain worse. Dont let that happen to you.

901Le dolía su país como si le hubiera podrido la sangre. Le dolía afuera y en la médula, en la raíz del pelo, bajo las uñas, entre los dientes.

Le dolía su país como si le hubiera podrido la sangre. Le dolía afuera y en la médula, en la raíz del pelo, bajo las uñas, entre los dientes.