Quotes About Anguish

There is no limit to suffering.

I cannot contribute anything to this world because I only have one method: agony.

I would like to be free, totaly free... free like an aborted child.

Without the idea of suicide I would have surely killed myself.

De ce un singuratic simte mai mult? Fiindca singuratatea-i suferinta.

A suferi e modul de a fi activ fara sa faci ceva.

The sense that everything is going wrong has existed in every era, and rightly so since men have found no greater pleasure than in inventing new ways to make each other miserable.

What is that one crucifixion compared to the daily kind any insomniac endures?

The real, the unique misfortune: to see the light of day. A disaster which dates back to aggressiveness, to the seed of expansion and rage within origins, to the tendency to the worst which first shook them up.

Zîmbete dureroase care sting soarele...

Cînd nu te mai simti deloc om si continui totusi a iubi, contradictia se mareste într-o suferinta nespusa, infernala.

The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.

De câte ori lunec?m pe panta amintirilor, de atâtea ori suferim din cauza vieÈ›ii.

A fi plin de tine insuti nu in sens de orgoliu ci de bogatie a fi chinuit de o infinitate interna si de o tensiune extrema inseamna a trai cu atata intensitate incat simti cum mori din cauza vietii.

Each time I have a lapse of memory, I think of the anguish which must afflict those who know they no longer remember anything. But something tells me that after a certain time a secret joy possesses them, a joy they would not agree to trade for any of their memories, even the most stirring. …

Ever since I was born"—that since has a resonance so dreadful to my ears it becomes unendurable.

Unlike Job, I have not cursed the day I was born; all the other days, on the contrary, I have covered with my anathemas. …

We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.

Kill yourself because of what you are, yes, but not because all humanity would spit in your face!

Né avec une âme habituelle, j'en ai demandé une autre à la musique : ce fut le début de malheurs inespérés.

De câte ori lunec?m pe partea amintirilor, de atâtea ori suferim din cauza vieÈ›ii.

Nu preÅ£uiesc o carte decât prin tulburarea, prin otrava pe care-o toarn? în mine.

Daca n-ar fi iubit durerea, n-ar fi avut nevoie sa nascoceasca iadul — utopie a suferintei.

We are all deep in a hell, each of which is a miracle.