Only you, Will Traynor, could tell a woman how to wear a bloody dress.

If I let my self care, all I feel is pain.

I am in Love with you, it’s me who is in love with you not you,I am in love with you.Not in a way i wanted to but yeah the way I am fond toHey...

Some boys walk by and you cry, seeing them. They feel good, they look good, they are good. Oh, they’re not above peeing off a bridge, or stealing an occasional dime-store pencil sharpener; it’s not...

Compared to dancing, films seemed to me to be the work of lay bums. There was no physical pain; it was enough to say and imagine what was in the script. It was very easy...

Did you really want to die?””No one commits suicide because they want to die.””Then why do they do it?””Because they want to stop the pain.

Thanks To Those People Who Give A Taste Of Right Ways.

Chamara. What is the word that comes closest to it? Soo-Ja wondered. To stand it, to bear it, to grit your teeth and not cry out? To hold on, to wait until the worst is...

I would bear it for her if I could.People say that and hardly mean it. I, however, do mean it. But time given to wishing for what can’t be is not only spent, but wasted,...

Lydia: Strange how you always remember the pain someone gave you, but seldom the hurt you caused them.

Everything seems different now. The room I am in looks no more familiar to me than it did this morning when I woke up and stumbled into it, trying to find the kitchen, desperate for...

They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.

What God knows about me is more important than what others think about me.

Loss is a knife, constantly cutting, but over time the blade dulls, and the cuts aren’t as sharp. It’s always there in the drawer, but you realize it doesn’t cut as deeply anymore.

Not many people understood the inherent pain of a career in heroics. Your body aches from the demands of day-to-day protection. Your mind whirs with the things you did wrong, the ways you could’ve done...

I am happy not because I am without pain, but because I know I am not that pain.

Everything you experience is a blessing and pushes you toward realizing your true self.

You don’t usually think of boredom as something similar to pain. That’s because you’ve only been exposed to it in relatively small doses. You don’t know its true colour. The difference between the boredom you...

Nothing says hell has to be fire.

People who were dying: their minds always raced past whatever was being said, and still the pain went faster, leapfrogging ahead.

When what you value and dream about doesn’t match the life you are living, you have pain.

When a husband loses his wife, they call him a widower. When a wife loses her husband, they call her a widow. And when somebody’s parents die, they call them an orphan. But there is...

Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning can save a whole lot of pain down the road.

Sebastian tapped his index finger on the polished wood thoughtfully. Yes, it was a universal truth: some things once broken were broken forever—like trust. It might be patched up and smoothed over, but it would...

(…) provou que (o prazer) é um presente da divindade, ‘pois – dizia – o homem não pode dar a si próprio nem sensações nem ideias, recebe tudo; a dor e o prazer lhe vêm...

True resistance begins with people confronting pain… and wanting to do something to change it.

I hate you. I wish you was dead.”Mrs. Carey gasped. He said the words so savagely that it gave her quite a start. She had nothing to say. She sat down in her husband’s chair; and...

Your past is like a bag of bricks; set it down and walk away. Quit collecting every painful word, memory and mistake. Collect hope.

People, he thought, were as hungry for a sight of joy as he had always been–for a moment’s relief from that gray load of suffering which seemed so inexplicable and unnecessary. He had never been...

We are never taught more deeply and more truthfully than by pain.

The moment you realize your eyes hurt not because of rubbing them, but because of the tears you wasted, on him.

We know enough to stand here in truth – facing pain, cry and suffering of those who were murdered here. Face to face with the victims’ families who are here today. Before the judgment of...

You are smiling so much, there must be a deep pain that you’rehiding.” I wonder what your deep pains are and I wonder how I havefailed you.

This thing we have, it hurts, he continued. But the pain is almost sweet because it means YOU happened. We happened. And I can’t regret that, no matter how little or how long I get...

Suffering often draws us closer to God. Instead of being a sign of God’s punishment or distance, suffering can purify us, lead us into the heart of God, and transform our souls.

I draw in a ragged breath, the kind you take when the pain is too deep to cry, when you can’t cry because all you are is pain, and if you let some of it...

Stab me in the heart; once, twice, more. For it is your own you are stabbing; I gave you mine to hold long ago. No pain will be greater than you leaving with my heart...

There is, in fact, no safeword for chemical burns under one’s fingernails.

…I Know it hurts. But sometimes it’s the greatest things in our lives that cause us the most pain. That’s why it hurts so much, because they’re so important.

You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable.

Love is for fools, Christian.

Your darkness is a symphonyPlayed in explosions of silence to a crowd that has fallen in love with noiseIf they refuse to applaud youIt isn’t because your music isn’t beautiful It is because they have...

We are kept keen on the grindstone of pain and necessity.

It’s a little nagging pain, but I feel deep down inside I’m 100 percent. I’m going to go out and play like it.

I am so exhausted and bored of my life. I should try something extreme, it must promise a lot of fear and pain but end with eternal silence, like suicide.

Like a kiss, the pain which envelops us will leave and in it’s place there will be an empty pit.

Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.

Whenever you feel a little stricken down in pain, think about this. The knife has to be sharpened by striking and rubbing it against something strong before it can become useful! You are going to...

Oh wow! I didn’t know knowing would hurt this much” and try to give it back. Once you know, there’s no going back to blissful ignorance.

Those who really can receive bread from a stranger and smile in gratitude, can feed many without even realizing it. Those who can sit in silence with their fellow man not knowing what to say...