Quotes About Anguish

We are living through a period bereft of a future. Waiting for that which is to come is no longer a matter of hope, but of anguish.

I am killed them quick, but they are killing me slow. [Jim Browner in 'The Adventure of the Cardboard Box']

GUARDIA ...dopo molto tempo, vediamo lei, Antigone, che lancia un grido acuto, come di uccello angosciato alla vista del nido deserto.»

My sufferings I can compare to nothing else than the burning agonies of hell!

How terrible-- to see the truth when the truth is only pain to him who sees!

Yes it will be a grace if I die. To exist is pain. Life is no desire of mine anymore.

ORESTES: Just to see the outline of your suffering ELECTRA: Yet this is only a fraction of it you see.

Orestes beloved. as you die you destroy me. You have torn away the part of my mind where hope was .

This is Electra. Brilliant no more.

heaviest of all woe Is theirs whose life is crushed beyond recall.

What woe is lacking to my tale of woes?

Yes I know sorrow. Know it far too well. My life is a tunnel choked by the sweepings of dread.

To look on self-wrought woes, when no other has had a hand in them- this lays sharp pangs to the soul.

The pains we inflict upon ourselves hurt most of all.

Like a star his envied fortune mounted beaming far and wide: Now he sinks in seas of anguish, whelmed beneath a raging tide.

raging plague in all its vengeance, devastating the house of Cadmus!

KLYTEMNESTRA Go ahead. Permission granted. If you always spoke in a tone this calm, it wouldn't be so painful.

How, how could the furrows your father plowed bear you, your agony, harrowing on in silence O so long?

Oh how she wept, mourning the marriage-bed where she let loose that double brood—monsters— husband by her husband, children by her child.

My god, my god—what have you planned to do to me?

But now to hear your story—is there a man more agonized? More wed to pain and frenzy? Not a man on earth, the joy of your life ground down to nothing

Now I weep like a man who wails the dead and the dirge comes pouring forth with all my heart!

Now, in this one day, wailing, madness and doom, death, disgrace

all the griefs in the world that you can name, all are theirs forever.