Quotes About Anguish

The intellectuals' chief cause of anguish are one another's works.

I, a miserable wretch, haunted by a curse that shut up every avenue to enjoyment.

How awful is that hour when con, science stings.

Guilt ripped into her like a rusty, serrated knife. It took up residence in her soul, settling in and getting comfortable so it could saw away ragged pieces of flesh and leave her to bleed.

I would cry if I could, but instead I just feel my heart rip apart.

The only way I'll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear.

And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall, By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.

It's hard to look pleasant when anguish is present, and yet it is strictly worth while; Not all of your scowling and fussing and growling can show off your grit like a smile.

All that was really there was still more misery -- oh yes! as much of that as you like.

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain

Pain both ways and what is worse?

Here he lies like something melting away. His mother's blood comes quaking howling brassing bawling blacking down his mad little veins.

ESORAIS M' HOS EKDIKA PASKHO!

Look at him, look how he drips unhealth—shudder object!

I started tearing at my mouth. Get it out! I roared.

OH THIS IS A BLACK DAY FOR YOU, YOUNG YOKUM--AND FOR ALL HUMANITY!!!

Tekka shrugged—an old man's shrug, slow and full of meaning. "I've traveled too far and seen too much to ignore the collective anguish that threatens to drown the galaxy in a flood of dark despair. Something must be done; whatever the cost, whatever the danger. Without the Jedi, there can be no balance in the Force, and all will be given over to the dark side.

We are afflicted with a darkness of the soul and fall in love with our pain.

This city is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips?

Does he repent him or is there only room for his fear?

se vio sin ella, y esa figura huérfana, como saqueada, lo heló de espanto. Acababa de ver lo que queda de un hombre cuando a todo lo que es, a todo lo que cree ser, se le resta la mujer que ama.»

It hurts," she said.

There are times, I don't know if they come to everyone, when I feel that the future is beyond my strength: too much horror to deal with and no help to turn to.

I who am poisoned with the blood of both,Where shall I turn, divided to the vein?I who have cursedThe drunken officer of British rule, how chooseBetween this Africa and the English tongue I love?