Quotes About Anguish

I have sometimes thought that I have been burdened with a pack of ten misfortunes, any one of which if borne by my neighbor would be enough to make a murderer out of him.

Things I hate comes with a pain.

I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.

Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peaceAnd rest can never dwell, hope never comesThat comes to all.

Me miserable! which way shall I flyInfinite wrath, and infinite despair?Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;And in the lowest deep a lower deep,Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

The hell within him.

Me miserable! Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

Hell has no benefits, only torture.

Those who believe they believe in God but without passion in the heart, without anguish of mind, without uncertainty, without doubt, and even at times without despair, believe only in the idea of God, and not in God himself. MADELEINE L'ENGLE

Indiferent ce masc? îÈ™i punea pe fa??, nu exista vreo cale de a cicatriza rana sângerând? din ea, nu exista vreo modalitate de a alina durerea care îi m?cina sufletul.

Our noise for some seconds passed beyond excitement into a kind of immense open anguish, a cry to be saved. But immortality is nontransferable. The papers said that the other players, and even the umpires on the field, begged him to come out and acknowledge us in some way, but he never had and did not now. Gods do not answer letters.

O me, this place is hell.

There's nothing of so infinite vexation as man's own thoughts

He wept when they told him you were no longer allowed to see him. He WEPT. How much weeping have you done on his account, girl?" "I wake up screaming every night on his account.

occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt.

My anxiety and pain during the Scud attacks on Israel, where some of my family lives, did not cancel out my fear and anguish for the victims of the bombardment of Iraq, where I also have relatives.

Alan fell to his knees, his cognition crumbling beneath the weight of this like rotten wood. Something primordial in his brain shrieked and danced. His clasped his hands together under his chin, his lips seeking a prayer he'd never learned.

I mean, pain really should count for something, don't you think? Considering how much it hurts.

I think some people call this love. I call it hell.

It was awful, this love.

Doesn't he kill himself at that point?

He's such a drag He's not insane It's just that everybody Has to feel his pain.

Send Moses away, with his law, to those who are complacent, proud and obstinate and in these terrors and this anguish lay hold upon Christ, who was crucified and died for our sins.

Tyranny is just what one can develop a taste for, since it so happens that man prefers to wallow in fear rather than to face the anguish of being himself.