Quotes About Anguish

It's getting that bad again.

I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning. If this gets any worse, I might have to go back to the doctor. It's getting that bad again.

It was like drowning, only from the inside out.

He supposed that even in Hell, people got an occasional sip of water, if only so they could appreciate the full horror of unrequited thirst when it set in again.

She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong. She hurt all the time.

everyone is dead and this is hell.

it was amazing, wasn't it, how bad you could hurt when there was nothing physically wrong.

They say suicides and murderers go to Hell. If so, I will know my way around, because I've been there for the last eight years.

it was more like bleeding than crying.

The shuddering would not stop. The pain was like the end of the world. He thought: There comes a point when the very discussion of pain becomes redundant. No one knows there is pain the size of this in the world. No one. It is like being possessed by demons.

There is pain in every almost.

She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong.

Question: Death, where is thy sting? Answer: Every-fucking-where.

and then woe is you, Pauly. Woe to the max.

For a moment the dark and fearsomely sad thoughts which inhabit her mind grow even sadder and darker; Lisey thinks they will either kill her or drive her insane.

Frightened people live in their own special hell.

It feels like someone is gripping my heart and twisting it. It feels like I can't breathe. I shut my eyes tightly against the memory that is threatening to surface. I can't br

Don't leave a trace on my shoulder. I am a burden to the world.

Death is but a transition from this life to another existence where there is no more pain and anguish. All the bitterness and disagreements will vanish, and the only thing that lives forever is love.

These words are razors to my wounded heart.

A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.

To be mad is worse than not to be if this is what it is.

She wanted to tell him to go but she couldn't bear it if he did

She cried like someone heartbroken.