Human experience always contains both pain and joy. One of the reasons we can be confident that Christianity is actually true is it allows us to make sense of both aspects of the world. Of...

Pain changes us. Mine made me want to be perfect, so that no one would ever want to leave me again.

I am looking at my last cigarette, I even talk to her .. I love you even you killing me maybe i love you cause you killing me maybe i love you cause you know...

Teach me, O Lord, to glory in my cross. Teach me the value of my thorns. Show me how I have climbed to You through my path of pain. Show me that it is through...

It was like being shot at by arrows in the chest, which when taken out would cause more pain than before. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder how much a man has to endure before...

As an undergraduate student in psychology, I was taught that multiple personalities were a very rare and bizarre disorder. That is all that I was taught on … It soon became apparent that what I...

Ms. Payne brought my heart much pain. To think that such a beautiful woman could possibly do something so ugly as murder made my heart dry up—as all the blood rushed to my aroused nether...

The future begins when we tear down the walls that keep us in the past. We must be thankful for those who walked through the pain and helped us to see the way out.

Because holding on to it is killing you.

Nothing worked. This blazing pain seemed only to be getting worse.

Pain is subtle. He has cold grey fingers. His voice is horse from crying & screaming… When people try to avoid him, he follows them silently & turns upas the bartender, or the bus driver…...

Some are born richWhile others poor;Some are born freeWhile others captives;Some are born blessedWhile others deprived;Some are born strongWhile others weak;And some are born greatWhile others slaves.It is only in this lifeblessings are unequal.

Do not ill-treat or take advantage of foreigners who are living in your land. Treat them as you would a fellow- brother, and love them as you love yourselves. Remember that you were once foreigners...

Falling in love is painful on the knees.

While my sister and I were reminded we did not cause this pain, it was knowing that because we broke our silence about what had been done to us, our parents were hurting. That knowledge...

It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace…

The pressure in the airlock grew, and the folds of her suit found every raised scar across her body, wrinkles pressing where wrinkles had once burned. It was a million pricks from a million gentle...

Your path might be a lonely one… but, you are NOT alone!

When we share in each other’s grief and pain, we lighten it. Or maybe we just give each other permission to feel it fully and, through that act of acceptance, the grief becomes more bearable....

A corpse boasted of being pain and trouble free. No one envied his lot.

It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Emma is not a person; Emma is a place that you get stuck in; Emma is a pain that you cannot erase.

My distant but always a close friend, the loss of a mother is always painful for her children, I am beside you in this hour of grief. Life can be a stepmother , really severe!...

I know that suffering is one place where He ministers to us the most. So to think that we’ve had our quota would be foolish. I am just longing for the day when all the...

She had thought she’d already reached her capacity for pain and had no room inside her for more. But she remembered having told Archer once that you could not measure love on a scale of...

Sometimes it takes great suffering to pierce the soul and open it up to greatness

The darkness was memory.

sometime am feeling proud to have ma loneliness but, sometime am so feeling lonely.

The pain is what you make of it. You have to find something in it that yields. I understood my guiding imperative as: keep bleeding, but find some love in the blood.

Why the Romans, Father?” I asked him one afternoon. “Because, my child, they teach us how to bear suffering in a world of injustice where all faith is dead,” he answered.

God gives urge, urge gives pleasure, pleasure gives pains, pains gives fruits, fruits gives trees, trees die and go to hell!

Say it.””Don’t do this to me…” I whispered painfully. “We can’t do this again.””You’re a horrible liar,” Eli growled as he pressed his fingers into my thighs. He watched me, his gaze all-consuming, and said,...

Let’s use our stories to encourage listening to one another and to hear not just the good news, but also the pain that lies at the back of a lot of people’s stories and histories.

So they can feel alive,” Scatty said.

We may have agreed to end it kitty , but that didnt inlcude being warm and kind to me as a human

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.

—Mira, no entiendo todo lo que hemos pasado juntos, lo que significa todo esto. Pero lo que sí sé… —Se enjuga una lágrima de la cara—, lo que sé es que algún día lo echaré...

my soul has shadows – nooks and crannies where griefs, like cobwebs, collect

After being hurt by the world so much, they began to see the demons within humans. So without hiding it through trickery, they worked to express it.

He loves me. But I love you. But you love her. It’s always that way, isn’t it? You’re willing to wait for her just like I’m willing to wait for you… just like he’s willing...

Have you ever thought, thought your heart would break? Wished you could cut open your chest tear it out to stop the pain? Why don´t you riot like everyone else. I don’t care, life’s too...

My pain builds like storm clouds―massive, dark, and heavy with teardrops. Moisture falls torrential as if my world is a violent, eternal downpour; however, at long last the source runs dry and the bitter storm...

The pain of an injury is over in seconds. Everything that comes after is the pain of getting well.” He gave her a heartfelt look, full of apology. “I’d forgotten that you see. Coming back...

Staring into the mirror, I was surprised to see a haunted look in my brown eyes. There was pain there, pain and loss that even the nicest dress and makeup couldn’t hide.

The soul that loves and suffers is in the sublime state.

Because I boxed and worked out so much, it kind of deadened the pain of sitting out that year.

I suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and I know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside.

If little labour, little are our gains:Man’s fortunes are according to his pains.

Nothing cuts as deep and unexpectedly as the illusion of hope.