Quotes About Anguish

Those who believe that they believe in God, but without passion in their hearts, without anguish in mind, without uncertainty, without doubt, without an element of despair even in their consolation, believe in the God idea, not God himself.

There is no true love save in suffering, and in this world we have to choose either love, which is suffering, or happiness. Man is the more man -- that is, the more divine -- the greater his capacity for suffering, or rather, for anguish.

And the supreme beauty is that of tragedy. The consciousness that everything passes away, that we ourselves pass away, and that everything that is ours and everything that environs us passes away, fills us with anguish, and this anguish itself reveals to us the consolation of that which does not pass away, of the eternal, of the beautiful.

Those who believe that they believe in God, but without passion in their hearts, without anguish in mind, without uncertainty, without doubt, without an element of despair even in their consolation, believe only in the God idea, not God Himself.

bliss, mean, wretched, and mingled with wormwood

Your tormentors, past, present, and future, are lost in their own confusion and anguish. They didn't set out to hurt you, but to make some sense of a world that was hurting them.

Yes, of course. If you love anyone, you cannot help but share his suffering. If we love our Lord, not just admire him or fear him or want things from him, we must recognize his feelings; he must be in anguish over our sins. We must understand this anguish. The Lord suffers with us. He suffers like us. It is a consolation to know this. To know that we are not in fact alone in our suffering.

she knew what it was like to lose your children—it was like you were cursed and nothing would ever restore the desolation of your life.

Anguish had deepened the lines along her mother's mouth like a frown setting in for good.

It wasn't that a white person couldn't comprehend what it was like to be in her skin, but Jay, in his unyielding American optimism, refused to see that she came from a culture where good intentions and clear talk wouldn't cover all wounds. It didn't work that way with her parents, anyway. They were brokenhearted Koreans—that wasn't Jay's fault, but how was he supposed to understand their kind of anguish?

If I sound bitter, that's because I'm still a little bitter.

Two plus three is five, check the email, one plus seven is, check the email, eight, check the email, which comes to a total of, who the hell am I anyway, eighty five. This is how he dismembers his day, in the most painful way, moment by moment. A bigger man would just shoot it, put it out of its misery.

I was actually writhing in heartache, as if I were a single muscle whose purpose was to mourn.

O singur?tate cum nu poate tr?i nici un om în viaÈ›a real?, care-È›i rupe oasele ca un animal s?lbatic, îmi sfârteca organele interne.

Had I raised my voice at that time, To save me from the pain I am in!

Lo, [scribes] are slain, Their writings stolen, Woe is me for the grief of this time!

He will find no favor on the day of woe.

U civilu ?ak i nerv?ik koga svaka, i najmanja sitnica životna guši u grkljanu i cakle mu se o?i od neke neizrecive tuge.

Ti si nas mu?il, a ne nau?il.

Filip ima potrebu da oslijepi da ogluši da se pretvori sav u gluhonijemu zrakopraznu tminu a ovdje je tako mra?no tako zagušljivo tako sitno kao u kakvoj kutiji sve je zalijepljeno tim kretenskim slikama tim hengelampama tako nisko da bi ?ovjek mogao glavom da probije krov tu nema zraka tu se ne može disati tu samo ?ovjeku srce bije u laktovima pa to je sve nesnosno hermeti?ki zalijepljeno

I don't deserve this life?I'm better of dead, I'm sorry.

There are times when everything on earth spits out the stench of human blood

Oh, do not make me, by your harsh command, Complain to Heaven you ever were my father; Do not make wretched this poor life you gave me.

His uselessness ached. The