Quotes About Distress

Without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.

Why are you distressed, And why is your face fallen? 7cSurely, if you do right, There is uplift. But if you do not do right Sin couches at the door; Its urge is toward you, Yet you can be its master.

Sometimes...I lose myself in looking back upon the ocean which I have passed, and now and then find myself surprised by a tear in reflecting upon the friends I have lost, and the scenes of distress that I have witnessed, and which I was unable to relieve. —Dr. Benjamin Rush

Her mind, long harassed by distress, now yielded to imaginary terrors.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. PSALM 43:5

Newborns can discriminate between their own cries and those of other babies. They get upset when they hear other babies cry, which is probably why, when one baby cries in a maternity ward, the others inevitably follow. It's always assumed that they're simply copying each other, but they're probably also pained by the sounds of distress. Human empathy develops early, and it's expressed vocally.

I'm going to throw up

Retour atroce, hier, dans le RER, en raison de l'envie d'uriner. Cette rétention a entraîné les douleurs de la nuit.

Our brain is essentially programmed to enjoy carbohydrates because they give us a sense of fullness and a rush of pleasure. When people go on low-carb diets, they start to almost subconsciously experience distress from eating carbohydrates.

But it seemed to him that there should be a difference in his attitude. All the distress that he had ever known, the sorrow and the pain, had been because of women. It was something that in different ways they did to him, unconsciously, almost casually—perhaps finding him tender-minded and afraid, they killed the things in him that menaced their absolute sway.

She began to cry—she cried and cried. I rushed out and found her mother's maid, and we locked the door and got her into a cold bath.

My thu-umb!" explained Julie. "Oh-h-h-h, t'urts.

Life would be unbearable if we were conscious of it. Fortunately we're not. We live as unconsciously, as uselessly and as pointlessly as animals, and if we anticipate death, which presumably (though not assuredly) they don't, we anticipate it through so many distractions, diversions and ways of forgetting that we can hardly say we think about it.

I used to review games on 'The Totally Rad Show,' and the best thing about that was I would finish games. Now, it's become challenging for me to actually sit through an entire game. I tend to get excited about the next shiny thing.

There's a Biblical mandate to reach out to those who are the orphans, the widows in their distress, to take care of the stranger in your land. But that does not mean citizenship.

Today continuing poverty and distress are a deeper and more important cause of international tensions, of the conditions that can produce war, than previously.

The physical distress was over, but something else still remained, some sort of free-floating disquiet, at first hard to comprehend, but which he came quickly to understand for what it was: the splendor of the tunnels had kindled in him at first a sense of admiration verging on awe, but that had gone moving swiftly onward through his soul to become a crushing, devastating sensation of personal inadequacy.

Unfortunately, few adults arrive at maturity without experiencing considerable distress. The degree of regression that occurs and its longevity are a function of many variables. The most significant predisposing factor is the amount of emotional deprivation and unnecessary frustration caused by inadequate or insensitive mothering.

When children are hurt and in pain psychologically, they don't want to be in distress, so when the situation becomes intolerable, they cease to identify with themselves. When they feel the most threatened, they will choose to identify with the person who is the source of their suffering in an attempt to possess that person's strength.

And then the storm of shit begins.

A word I read comes to mind: solastalgia, a miserable tangle of solace, desolation, and nostalgia. Glenn Albrecht defines it as the distress of seeing a familiar environment bitterly transformed by drought, fire, flood, war.

Glenn Albrecht defines it as the distress of seeing a familiar environment bitterly transformed by drought, fire, flood, war. But it describes perfectly

I left home at the correct time but when I was riding along near the hatchery, the crew was separating some salmon, I guess I just got distraught, watching them.

Tell her about it," he whispered to the doctor. "I can't." "Need we distress—" "Now. Get it over with." His voice cracked and croaked.