When darkness falls, beauty is lit from within.

Pain is the enemy. It is a ghost. I will allow it to wash over me, through me, leaving nothing in its wake.

Truly there are different kinds of pain. But the most agonizing is the pain of regret, for which there is no lasting relief and no remedy.

All mental unhappiness is the avoidance of legitimate suffering.

Say I feel all sad and self-indulgent, then get stung by a wasp, my misery feels quite abstract and I long just to be in spiritual pain once more – ‘damn you tiny assassin, clad...

Don’t make light of any man’s pain.

Pain is always emotional. Fear and depression keep constant company with chronic hurting.

(Streets of Sorrow)Oh, farewell you streets of sorrowOh, farewell you streets of painI’ll not return to feel more sorrowThrough the years I’ve lived through terrorAnd in the darkened streets, the painOh, how I long to...

I spent the rest of that day and most of the night thinking about all the hundreds of people I had met in rehabs and sober living houses and on the streets. We were all...

Not for the first time, it occurred to me that sorrow could be purified into song the same way a piece of coal is purified into a diamond.

The two of them looked so comfortable together it made Nico glad. But it also it caused an ache in his heart – a ghostly pain, like an old war wound throbbing in bad weather.

It sounded old. Deserve. Old and tired and beaten to death. Deserve. Now it seemed to him that he was always saying or thinking that he didn’t deserve some bad luck, or some bad treatment...

Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who tells you differently is selling something.

By the time I left, I thought I was going to have withdrawal and emotional pain.

It takes a real man to see the difference between a diamond and a rhinestone.Can’t be mad when someone else takes the diamond, that you treated like a rhinestone

If yor are feeling the Pain inside…You are probably doing it right..!!!

If life is a journey then let my soul travel and share your pain.

Her experience had been of a kind to teach her, rightly or wrongly, that the doubtful honor of a brief transit through a sorry world hardly called for effusiveness, even when the path was suddenly...

How I hate this world. I would like to tear it apart with my own two hands if I could. I would like to dismantle the universe star by star, like a treeful of rotten...

Just because she isn’t human, do you think that means she doesn’t feel pain?

More than most, I know the pain of surviving.

amen”.

We are all running towards a destination which doesn’t exist. On our way, dogs of life keep barking at us where we respond to some and some we throw stones at. Every dog teaches a...

God built lighthouses to see people through storms. Then he built storms to remind people to find lighthouses.

Every star that lights up the sky, every bee pollinating the flowers, every pet asking for a treat exposes us to energy that echoes throughout our universe.

He was in a lot of pain when he left the building.

And pain, pain makes you talk

Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn’t have this guilt – the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it.

I envy all suffering, because suffering is necessary to become spiritually beautiful.

Pain was as much a part of this life as the summer and the winter and the rain, and there was no greater asshole than the one who believed you can cure it.

To heal, you have to give yourself to the pain. You cannot avoid facing yourself your whole life.

Let it be a small gain or big gain never do lesser than one’s ability, let it be a pain or a pleasure never accept more than one’s share.

As a consequence of natural analgesic actions or as a result of the administration of drugs that interfere with body signaling (painkillers, anesthetics), the brain receives a distorted view of what the body state really...

Any achievement that helps a person only to reduce and not induce stress in his life is his success.

I was everything I was ever asked to be, and as my reward my life was burned to ash. Do not speak to me of easing my pain. My pain is all I have left....

He knows what you are going through and, believe me, He feels every ounce of your pain. He will use it for your good . . . that is what He has promised. I did...

Most people who idealize strength are ignorant of how it is acquired. Someone who is in constant agony does not notice a prick of the finger. Profound suffering sets a higher threshold, allowing one to...

The difficulties of life do not have to be unbearable. It is the way we look at them – through faith or unbelief – that makes them seem so. We must be convinced that our...

With that Nox turned a knob. There was a delay, but that was how the machine worked. First it gathered information about the subject, feeling, sensing—like a fighter in a ring, circling his opponent.Kaleb sensed...

Martin said, “It feels as though part of my self has detached and gone to Amsterdam, where it—she—is waiting for me. Do you know about phantom-limb syndrome?” Julia nodded. “There’s pain where she ought to...

Even if there were pains in Heaven, all who understand would desire them.

In life there will be pain, suffering, ugliness, but let us be grateful for the beauty, blessing, and miracle of life.

Turning an experience about to observe it, results in a lessening of the experience directly proportional to the amount of observation. To think about it is, to some degree, to stop the pleasure, to stop...

I was aware that I was taking inordinate pleasure in small, technological events and objects, and that this was probably a semiconscious tactic meant to evade confronting certain agonizing life events which were probably not...

So you shun me? – you shut yourself up and grieve alone! I would rather you had come and upbraided me with vehemence. You are passionate: I expected a scene of some kind. I was...

I eventually came to understand that in harboring the anger, the bitterness and resentment towards those that had hurt me, I was giving the reins of control over to them. Forgiving was not about accepting...

I finally found him sitting on his balcony. He was leaning back against the wall with his eyes closed. Soft music played, and a cool ocean breeze blew back my hair as I stepped on...

Make your pain productive and you can transform tragedy into triumph.

Blaming yourself is like a curse eating you from within, a rogue virus, cancerous and poisonous. It will drive you mad if you let it .

How many others suffered in silence, too ashamed and too afraid to speak about their pain? The world wouldn’t let them grieve for children they had aborted. How could they when the rhetoric said there...