Quotes About Anguish

Ogni suo passo parlava di angoscia e di abnegazione, ed il figlio alto e lontano sentiva che non avrebbe mai potuto ripargarlo, nemmeno in parte centesimale, nemmeno col conservarsi vivo.

How is it that we fail to recognize that the mask of pleasure, stripped of all hypocrisy, is that of anguish?

Hell is not to love any more, madame. Not to love any more!

How long the night seems to one kept awake by pain.

But grief let loose from a woman who lost a child—that was the worst type of grief of all.

But behind Nall's abandoned face he was sinking, as if he held a stone that he would not let go of though it dragged him under.

Six years is plenty long enough to soothe the tearing anguish of...death, but maybe no amount of time is enough to soothe something that is no longer there. Something like an emptiness that can never be filled because it's only a bit of space carved out of air.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it

The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.

But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease to be - a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself.

This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.

Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As if you were never to be loved again If you lived in the old days you would enter a monastery You are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayer You make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter crackles The sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your life It's a painting hanging in a dark museum And sometimes you go and look at it close up

Man lives in greatest pain

Sadness is a vice.

Je suis né avec le désir de mourir.

All that has to do with life is repugnant to me; everything that draws me to it horrifies me. I should like never to have been born, or to die. I have within me, deep within me, a distaste which keeps me from enjoying anything and which fills my soul to the point of suffocating it. It reappears in relation to everything, like the bloated bodies of dogs which come back to the surface of the water despite the stones that have been tied to their necks to drown them.

Do you not know that there are souls constantly tormented?

The more ideas they had the more they suffered.

Ils se regardèrent ; et leurs pensées, confondues dans la même angoisse, s'étreignaient étroitement, comme deux poitrines palpitantes. –

En vez de desviar su imaginación de él, aún más se aferraba a su recuerdo, excitándose en el dolor y buscando cuantas ocasiones se presentaban para padecerlo.

toute l'amertume de l'existence, lui semblait servie sur son assiette, et, à la fumée du bouilli, il montait du fond de son âme comme d'autres bouffées d'affadissement.

Despite himself Paul was enchanted by the intoxicating loveliness of the night. It penetrated the terrible anguish he was feeling and stirred in his heart a fierce sense of irony. He longed with all his gentle and idealistic soul for a faithful woman to worship – someone in whose arms he could express all his love and tenderness as well as his passion.

Oh! les pauvres gens, les pauvres gens, les pauvres gens, come j'ai senti leurs angoisses, comme je suis mort de leur mort! J'ai passé par toutes leurs misères; j'ai subi, en une heure, toutes leurs tortures. J'ai su tous les chagrins qui les ont conduits là; car je sens l'infamie trompeuse de la vie, comme personne, plus que moi, ne l'a sentie.

No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of identity. - Through the Gates of the Silver Key