Healing is a different type of pain. It’s the pain of becoming aware of the power of one’s strength and weakness, of one’s capacity to love or do damage to oneself and to others, and...

Wherefore is there ice and snow, chilling winds and bitter nights? Is it to mock the earth for its sunshine? No, not so! We forget that sunlight is impossible without shadows; that for every day...

Pain is the clarion of aliveness trumpeting that you are living in the marvelous tender cause of life!

If you can honor yourself and be real about your discomfort and pain, then your happiness will be just as real.

Accepting our pain is a way to say we treasure the sacred gift of life — run to your pain.

If pain is a pot of boiling water, humor can be the rising steam.

Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it’s unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So...

The parts of me that hurt the worst want me to write something for them, but I can’t. I don’t know what to say. I’m lost in all this sadness, and so are they.

Zaznał pełnych litości spojrzeń, zająknień, współczującego kiwania głową, doświadczył niby to solidarnych męskich uścisków i niby to kamrackich walnięć w bark. Nasłuchał się apeli, by się trzymał i był twardym. Powodujących, że od razu miękł...

Emily woke to shadows and their voices. They looked different today, because the entire world hurt. The numbness had worn off sometime between sleep and awake, and she was seeing red. The shadows on the...

La parfum de mille roses ne plaît qu’un instant ; mais la douleur que cause une seule de leurs épines dure longtemps après sa piqûre.

I want to escape from myself. For when I do start up and stare myself seedily in the face, as happens to be my case at present, my blankness is inconceivable–indescribable–my misery amazing.

Pain is a symphony – a complex response that includes not just a distinct sensation but also motor activity, a change in emotion, a focusing of attention, a brand-new memory.

You can wait as long as you like, pretty one, it won’t make any difference. He will never see you as anything more than some victim he has to protect. Why he thinks it his...

If Christ is God, He cannot sin, and if suffering was a sin in and by itself, He could not have suffered and died for us. However, since He took the most horrific death to...

I also wanted you to realize that even though the pain will always be there, I’m living proof you can get past this. Right now I know it feels impossible, but one day you’ll look...

If you accept the pain, it cannot hurt you.

Everyone gets broken. Everyone. Some grow stronger in those breaks. Others never recover.

I’ve never formally trained for pain management, but I have a good understanding of how to conquer it. I just analyze the pain, feel it in the moment, and then mentally become numb to it.

how long is forever when you can stop the time for a while to see…the sunrise?

Pride is born as a mountaintop on a valley, but dies as an abyss in which it is too deep and too dark to see the better.

Some injuries can only be cured by our creator. We can try to hide them but the pain is too deep. These are the moments in every human’s life that we seek for a cure,...

When you look at pain as material it makes all the difference in the world. I thought, the pain that is too big to be eased by its use as material would be a pain...

When you complain, you explain pain for no gain. Endure and balance yourself through the pain, be hopeful and persist to the end.

Does not people’s preoccupation these days with drugs, alcohol, medication and self deception prove that the truth not only hurts, but it is torture to bear?

There never really was much pain in it, … It’s a mobility problem more than a pain problem.

I fear you will never arrive at an understanding of God so long as you cannot bring yourself to see the good that often comes as a result of pain. For there is nothing, from...

A rose will wilt in short time, but my garden is more vivacious for having one in it. Love is even more fragrant, but often just as fragile and fleeting, but I eagerly accept the...

I remember that it hurt. Looking at her hurt.

The things that really shake the human soul aren’t beauty or kindness. Although such things are certainly moving, but those feelings don’t last long. But… anger or sadness are different. They leave an undelible mark....

The pain for her and the love for her was so entwined that neither would function without the other.

It’s not until the break of dawn that the darkness gets to take a break. That’s also when the pain of losing yesterday’s love begins to lift.

If she is to love life and freedom and be brave then she must learn to let go. To see beauty without clinging to it, to feel pain without holding it hostage, and to feel...

But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.

…burying themselves in his arm was more about feeling his love in the confusion, in the difficulty, than it was about having moved past it.

When pain comes to me, I leave my physical self. It’s just like quietly slipping into the next room when someone you don’t want to meet comes along. I can do it very naturally. I...

He would pray…for everyone who knew pain, which meant everyone who wore a human face.

no matter how big his smile or how loud his laugh, you could hear the hurt underneath.

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Another thing about pain – it renders you incapable of bullshit.

It is hard for one who has not had a similar experience to imagine the terror that still gripped Taeko and Mrs. Tamaki and Hiroshi, so intense a terror that afterwards it seemed almost funny.

It’s faith that got me here. So it’s faith that will get me through.

We’d been assured it wouldn’t be painful, though she might experience ‘discomfort,’ a term beloved of the medical profession that seems to be a synonym for agony that isn’t yours.

I shut my eyes, turned away for a moment, and it came: a shiver of finality like the one when you decide, in your own mind, that you’re going to have to tell someone who...

Come t’e’ picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!

Sometimes with the most intense pain a paralysis of sensibility occurs. The soul disintegrates–hence the deadly frost–the free power of the mind–the shattering, ceaseless wit of this kind of despair. There is no inclination for...

To be of the Earth is to know the restlessness of being a seed the darkness of being planted the struggle toward the light the pain of growth into the light the joy of bursting...

I wonder if he had a Cathy and who she was.

In the midst of happiness or despairin sorrow or in joyin pleasure or in pain:Do what is right and you will be at peace.

Weißt du, die Leute lügen, wenn sie sagen, nichts sei so stark wie die Liebe. Das ist eine der größten und gemeinsten Lügen überhaupt. Liebe ist nicht stark. Sie ist so verletzlich wie nur irgendwas....