Quotes About Anguish

Sometimes feeling nothing hurts the most.

feelings of hurt and betrayal and utter loss poured through me like batter hitting a hot skillet.

There is only one antidote to mental suffering, and that is physical pain.

There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why,--when it did not seem worthwhile to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation.

She was moved by a kind of commiseration... a pity for that colorless existence which never uplifted its possessor beyond the region of blind contentment, in which no moment of anguish ever visited her soul, in which she would never have the taste of life's delirium.

Tom watched his wife from the doorway, watched as she demonstrated how she had been killed. Though he had thought himself wrung out of tears, he wept, quietly, unashamedly, as Catherine showed off the simple movement that had left her little more than a living corpse.

About the same as if someone had just backed over me with their SUV. Honestly, it was this god-awful mix of unrequited love and raw humiliation over the fact that he hadn't called me. If they could only harvest that feeling, it would make a perfect weapon of mass destruction.

A faint tear wet Meiko's eye, so slight a bit of moisture that it passed unseen by Yasuko. Yet all the anguish of which she never spoke was compressed into that single drop

I suppose that the human mind can only stand so much grief and anguish. After that the fuses blow.

What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

He wanted to possess not the body but the soul of that woman; and to possess her entire soul, with all her tenderness, all her joys, all her fears, all her anguish, all her dreams, in other words, the entire lief of her soul; and to be able to say: I am the life of her life.

La convalescenza è una purificazione e un rinascimento. Non mai il senso della vita è soave come dopo l'angoscia del male; e non mai l'anima umana più inclina alla bontà e alla fede come dopo aver guardato negli abissi della morte.

WORDS ARE TEETH. AND THEY EAT ME ALIVE. FEED ON MY CORPSE INSTEAD.

E é justo? E é possível que uma coisa tão pequena como uma pistola ou uma navalha possa dar cabo de um homem, que é um touro? Nao vou me calar nunca. Os meses passam e o desespero me perfura os olhos e pica até nas pontas do cabelo.

To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to.

To live everyday as if it has been stolen by death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to. When I am a person, that is how I will live my life.

To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say that I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to. When I am a person, that is how I will live my life.

To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to. When I am a person, that is how I will live my life.

To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to. When I am person, that is how I will live my life.

There are no words for so much loss, not right after it happens.

He knew suddenly that if he fell he would fall forever. Into the abyss, plunging into his own terror and defeat, endlessly, through the self-spinning labyrinth, mind frozen in boundless anguish, a maze of unending experience, unending fright, implacable walls, halls, steps, ramps, crypts, vaults, passages, always icy, always out of reach.

The most extreme agony is to feel that one has been utterly forsaken.

No hay otro modo de sanarse sin esperar curar: hay que ir hasta el fondo de la situación de desamparo en la que todos nos encontramos, cualquiera sea el matiz que adquieran nuestras angustias.[18]

His head was ringing like a goddamn church bell on a Sunday, only instead of calling the devout to worship it was signaling his total and obvious eternal damnation.