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He finally pulled it all back into his heart, sucking in the painful tide of his misery. In the Glade, Chuck had become a symbol for him—a beacon that somehow they could make everything right again in the world. Sleep in beds. Get kissed goodnight. Have bacon and eggs for breakfast, go to a real school. Be happy.But now Chuck was gone. And his limp body, to which Thomas still clung, seemed a cold talisman—that not only would those dreams of a hopeful future never come to pass, but that life had never been that way in the first place. That even in escape, dreary days lay ahead. A life of sorrow.His returning memories were sketchy at best. But not much good floated in the muck.Thomas reeled in the pain, locked it somewhere deep inside him. He did it for Teresa. For Newt and Minho. Whatever darkness awaited them, they’d be together, and that was all that mattered right then.
— James Dashner, The Maze Runner
True pain teaches us to grow. You aren't finished yet. Dylan needs you.
— Rebecca Salas, Lullaby
A cross between a foreign legion boot-camp and a secret-society initiation ritual, the ordeals were grounded in pain. One thing was obvious: the agenda, which was dedicated to grave discomfort, had been drawn up by a passionate sadist.
— Tahir Shah, Sorcerer's Apprentice
The meaning of pain is different for different people ... It depends on their age, their experience and their knowledge. But the intensity of it is the same, young or old ... and unfortunately it is inevitable ... just like failure, that results in more pain ...It's a vicious cycle.
— Shreyas Tripathy
I think Dad wanted to feel the pain, to feel his body cry, an urgent reminder that he was still alive. I pretended not to notice.
— Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they've left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul.
— Julie Gregory, Sickened: The Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood
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.
— Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin
Pain is never added to pain. It multiplies.
— Sherman Alexie, War Dances
After Daskalos returned to his armchair and was getting ready to continue our discussion I asked him whether the affliction of that man was due to karmic debts.“ ‘All illnesses are due to Karma,’ Daskalos replied. ‘It is either the result of your own debts or the debts of others you love.’“ ‘I can understand paying for one’s own Karma but what does it mean paying the Karma of someone you love?’ I asked.“ ‘What do you think Christ meant,’ Daskalos said, ‘when he urged us to bear one another’s burdens?’“ ‘Karma,’ Daskalos explained, ‘has to be paid off in one way or another. This is the universal law of balance. So when we love someone, we may assist him in paying part of his debt. But this,’ he said, ‘is possible only after that person has received his ‘lesson’ and therefore it would not be necessary to pay his debt in full. When most of the Karma has been paid off someone else can assume the remaining burden and relieve the subject from the pain. When we are willing to do that,’ Daskalos continued, ‘the Logos will assume nine-tenths of the remaining debt and we would actually assume only one-tenth. Thus the final debt that will have to be paid would be much less and the necessary pain would be considerably reduced. These are not arbitrary percentages,’ Daskalos insisted, ‘but part of the nature of things.
— Kyriacos C. Markides, The Magus of Strovolos: The Extraordinary World of a Spiritual Healer
What if?..What if I am all to see?What if life is only this? And Ignorance is bliss?What if love is only pain? And nothing can be gained by living everydayAnd there is no better way?What then?
— Melody Carlson, My Name is Chloe
Pain held no terror for him. Pain was, if not friend, then family, something he had grown up with in his crèche, learning to respect but never yield to. Pain was simply a message, telling him which limbs he could still use to slaughter his enemies, how far he could still run, and what his chances were in the next battle.
— Paolo Bacigalupi, The Drowned Cities
The silences after his last gasp were sung together by a blackbird. I lay there, my eyes unable to close. His were unable to open. I listed the places where I hurt, and how much. My loins felt ripped. Something inside had torn. There were seven places on my body where he had sunk his fangs into my skin and bitten. He'd dug his nails into my neck, and twisted my head to one side, and clawed my face. I hadn't made a noise. He had made all the noise for both of us. Had it hurt him?
— David Mitchell, Ghostwritten
Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts.
— Shannon Hale, Midnight in Austenland
We all have scars, Kere. Inside and out. Wounds that go so deep, they leave a permanent mark on us. But that doesn’t make them ugly or revolting. They were hard lessons learned and for better or worse, they changed us. No matter how hard you try to hide them, they will always be there. And I think your scars are beautiful because they are what have made you the man I care about.” - Zarya Starska
— Sherrilyn Kenyon
The thing about opium is that it makes pain or difficulty unimaginable.
— Sebastian Faulks, Engleby
...This fear was unbearable. It unwrapped who she was, as neatly as he'd unwound her bandage, leaving too much pain and ugliness exposed.Nerve endings; he'd said they were the problem [causing phantom pain in the amputated limb]." Things that cut off, that ended abruptly or died--like parents and marriages--kept hurting forever.
— Kristin Hannah, Home Front
I love the way she feels inthe curve of my arm. I loveher unpretentious beauty,her intelligence, her nerve.But could I ever love her?The concept of falling in loveis completely foreign, somethingI can’t bring myself to accept. Her hair pillows my cheek and her hand on my leg is warm. I care about you, Conner, and I hate to see you hurting. I want to respond but can’tfind the pretty words I need.
— Ellen Hopkins
But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall.
— Julie Gregory, Sickened: The Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood
The physical shock took away the pain of being.
— Sebastian Faulks, Engleby
Occasionally, in the stillness of a taxi or an airplane, she would catalog the pleasures she had lost. Cigarettes. Chewing gum. Strong mint toothpaste. Any food with hard edges or sharp corners that could pierce or abrade the inside of her mouth: potato chips, croutons, crunchy peanut butter. Any food that was more than infinitesimally, protozoically, spicy or tangy or salty or acidic: pesto or Worcestershire sauce, wasabi or anchovies, tomato juice or movie-theater popcorn. Certain pamphlets and magazines whose paper carried a caustic wafting chemical scent she could taste as she turned the pages. Perfume. Incense. Library books. Long hours of easy conversation. The ability to lick an envelope without worrying that the glue had irritated her mouth. The knowledge that if she heard a song she liked, she could sing along to it in all her dreadful jubilant tunelessness. The faith that if she bit her tongue, she would soon feel better rather than worse.
— Kevin Brockmeier, The Illumination
And he howled in agony, in a pain that would never cease as long as he lived. His tortured voice echoed in those mountains for a long long time...
— Farrah Naseem
You have to have the power to employ pain, to repent, to be illuminated, you must have the opportunity and even the time.
— Saul Bellow, Herzog
In the world of animals, pain serves an equivocal role. Parental nips and swipes are common tools in upbringing. And socially, pain is sometimes used to maintain hierarchies of dominance. But this animal use of pain seems somewhat restrained, at least in contrast with the human situation. Here the capacity for pain is often used to systematically exploit and oppress at intensities often far beyond those seen in the behaviour of our nearest primate relatives. At the same time, at least in western culture, pain is rarely used for pleasure. Is it little wonder that all pain is viewed as intrinsically evil? Or that the pain-pleasure of leatherspace has been labelled torture?
— Geoff Mains, Urban Aboriginals: A Celebration of Leathersexuality
There is nothing quite as unpleasant as wearing a pair of briefs which have been trailed through a Calcutta courtyard. Nothing, that is, except having one's elbows and knees lacerated by unseen slivers of glass and discarded razor blades.
— Tahir Shah, Sorcerer's Apprentice
It's my side. I have found the pain. It is in my side, and I isolate it and define it, and arrange the other pains around it. I tell myself that pain is information, that I am learning to map the spaces of my own body. Then my body's feelings cascade toward my side, and pain pours over its outlines and erases them. ("Marriage")
— William S. Wilson, Why I Don't Write Like Franz Kafka
...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.
— Donald Miller, To Own a Dragon: Reflections on Growing Up Without a Father
I just want to feel like home. I just want Rosabelle. My other half. Where she was day, I was night. While I was earth, she was sky." -Dreams, Smiles, and Bloody Tears
— Chamera Sampson
If pain must come may it come quickly for i have a life to live and i have to live it the best way possible.
— Kharly
If you've gone through pain now, learned your lesson, chances are, you'll probably experience MINOR pain later in life. If you haven't witnessed any pain now, you might suffer greatly later in life. In the end, everyone is equal.
— Amrita Ramanathan
So I make no effort to hide my pain. I don’t ever put it all on display like this—but for today and all the rest of the days of the trial, I must. My every flinch, every flicker of pain, will bemagnified a hundred times over, then dissected by the pundits and talking heads. But I’m told it’s necessary; the world needs to see me vulnerable and wounded. I cannot appear not to care or to lack remorse, but that removes a crucial component of my self- defense mechanism and leaves me bleeding for all the world to see. I suppose that’s rather the point.
— Ann Aguirre, Aftermath
Mama?""Yes, Emmy."She traced a rivulet of rain with her finger as it made its journey down the glass. "How do you know when it's been long enough?"Emmy could sense her mother smiling into the phone. "When you relaize that love doesn't have a time span. Only pain does. I think sometimes it's hard to distinguish between the two, so we just hold on to both of them like they're inseparable.
— Karen   White, On Folly Beach
Don't let pain keep you out of the garden.
— Welwyn Wilton Katz
For it is just this question of pain that partsus. So long as visible or audible pain turns you sick; so long as your ownpains drive you; so long as pain underlies your propositions aboutsin,—so long, I tell you, you are an animal, thinking a little less obscurelywhat an animal feels.
— H.G. Wells, The Island of Dr. Moreau
With the snow piling up outside, the warm dry cabin hidden in its fold of the mountain felt like a safe haven indeed, though it had not been such for the people who had lived there. Soldiers had found them and made the cabin trailhead to a path of exile, loss, and death. But for a while that night, it was a place that held within its walls no pain nor even a vague memory collection of pain.
— Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain
But even them, my pains, I understand ill. That must come from my not being all pain and nothing else. There's the rub. Then they recede, or I, till they fill me with amaze and wonder, seen from a better planet. Not often, but I ask no more. Catch-cony life! To be nothing but pain, how that would simplify matters! Omnidolent! Impious dream.
— Samuel Beckett, The Complete Short Prose, 1929-1989
Future indifferences is no consolation for present pain.
— Mary Balogh, Simply Perfect
Yaicha is named after a songby some group from the last century called thePousette-Dart Band.Something about a girl, a candle in the falling rain shining amidst the pain.I kind of surprise myselfwhen I can picture Yaicha as that candle.My father named Yaicha after the "haunting melody."I wonder if he ever listenedto the lyrics.
— Thalia Chaltas, Because I Am Furniture
As if one's capacity for pain had anything to do with life's apportionment of agonies, Mr. Kimmelbrod thought. Such idiocy.
— Ayelet Waldman, Red Hook Road
To each, or about each, of his colleagues he had said at one time or other, something... something impossible to recall in this or that case and difficult to define in general terms -- some careless bright and harsh trifle that had grazed a stretch of raw flesh.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Bend Sinister
Experience is the byproduct of agony.
— Joel T. McGrath
For really it was the refinement of civilized cruelty, this spick, span, and ingenious affair of shining leather and gleaming steel, which hoisted you and tilted you and fitted reassuringly into the small of your back and cupped your head tenderly between padded cushions. It ensured for you a more complete muscular relaxation than any armchair that you could buy for your own home: but it left your tormented nerves without even the solace of a counter-irritant. In the old days the victim's attention had at least been distracted by an ache in the back, a crick in the neck, pins and needles in the legs, and the uneasy tickling of plush under the palm. But now, too efficiently suspended between heaven and earth, you were at liberty to concentrate on hell.
— Jan Struther, Mrs. Miniver
Every line, every word was -- in the hackneyed metaphor which their dear writer, were she here, would forbid -- a dagger to my heart. To know that Marianne was in town was -- in the same language -- a thunderbolt. -- Thunderbolts and daggers! -- what a reproof would she have given me! -- her taste, her opinions -- I believe they are better known to me than my own, -- and I am sure they are dearer.
— Jane Austen, Sense And Sensibility
Dr. Jens Kjeldsen-Kragh, M.D., of the Institute of Immunology and Rheumatology at the National Rheumatism Hospital of Oslo, conducted a study about the usefulness of vegetarian foods in arthritis. He found that switching to a vegetarian diet resulted in improved grip strength and much less pain, joint swelling, tenderness and morning stiffness in about 90 per cent of a group of arthritis patients, compared with controls eating an ordinary diet. The patients noticed improvement within a month, and it lasted throughout the entire year-long experiment. Dr. Kjeldsen-Kragh concluded that about 70 per cent of the patients improved because they avoided fats that are likely to instigate the inflammation process.
— H.K. Bakhru
One should show one's scars, not hide them.
— Marty Rubin
Life is not for the faint hearted
— Nicky Verd
There is no pain like the pain of transformation.
— Leigh Bardugo, The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic
Your biggest mistake is thinking the other person gets affected or cares about how you feel. You think, your suffering, your feelings, and your pain is felt by the person you’re sinking for..
— Himmilicious
SUICIDE... Is to have the freedom to choose; when, where and how to die.
— John Zea
How much easier my life would be if I did not love you! I thought. How much less painful, but how much plainer. How much less color there would be in the world.
— Cameron Dokey, Kissed:  Once Upon A Time Omnibus Belle/Sunlight and Shadow/Winter's Child
Pain is inevitable as it is pareof life as pleasure is.It all depends on how you tackle it either with determination or with frustration
— P. Dinakara Rao
SUICIDE...Is to have the freedom to choose; when, where and how to die.― John Zea
— John Zea
Sometimes we are more attached to the pain than the pain is attached to us.
— Luigina Sgarro
Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep my mind but lose you.
— Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
Everyone experiences pain and most suffer from patterns that continue to make life miserable unless something or someone intervenes. The pain we feel comes from the cross-wise energies that keep curving back and cancelling the wise self and the good word that wait to be expressed from within us. Persistent pain is usually the indication that we have become trapped in a life too small for our true nature. That is the usual human fate and the common predicament where the little-self obscures the greater nature behind it. Until people realize what harms them and limits them from within, they are unlikely to call out for someone to help stop the pain. The remedy may be nearby, but until the pain becomes unbearable most remain caught in the agony of one form or another of self-inflicted wounds. As Rumi said, 'The cure for the pain is in the pain.
— Michael Meade, Fate and Destiny, The Two Agreements of the Soul
Do not feel ill will toward others. It will only bring negative energy into your life which will fester and grow as you let that anger into your heart. Hunger for revenge, for your pain to be put onto others, only hurts you more. Trust in yourself that you may recover from the pain they have caused and allow yourself to move on.
— Avina Celeste
We pick at scabs of a bleeding heart because we don’t want time to carry on and allow the wound to heal and scar over, we wish to perpetuate, prolong, and preserve the last time they were close to us, before they walked away.
— Cody Edward Lee Miller
Poetry without truth, is like a rose without thorns.Still pretty,But sometime the real beauty comes from the things that can make us bleed.
— Cody Edward Lee Miller
Obsession is the evil genie who turns pleasure into pain.
— Marty Rubin
Be patient with your pain. Take the time you need. There is no rush. Be patient and loving with yourself. You deserve your own kindness.
— Akiroq Brost
We both know that pain comes for us all. It's almost a relief. Because if all of us are going to someday lose the people we love most, or be lost by them, then what is there to do but live?
— Emily Henry, A Million Junes
New pain heals old pain.
— Mahrukh
No doubt Pain as God’s megaphone is a terrible instrument
—  it may lead to final and unrepented rebellion. But it gives the only opportunity the bad man can have for amendment. It removes the veil
The silence of the room was shattered with a wail of pain coming from deep within me.
— Hitomi Kanehara, Snakes and Earrings
Only the broken beyond repair could know my anguish.
— Terry a O'Neal
What you're going through is not meant to hurt you, but meant to deliver you from the evil oppressing you.
— Jeanette Coron
It is better to seek the pain of heaven than the pleasure of hell.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Even if it's the end of the world, you're still my world.
— Dushawn Banks, Love,Pain, & Perception
The play of a pain is a party.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
No matter how hard it is to see kid tears, grown-up tears are worse to watch.
— L M Bryski, Book of Birds
My pains, sometimes seem like witch hunters: confess, confess, confess. Like a heavy stone on my rib-cage.Confess to what?And, of course, I would confess, if only I knew what it was they wanted to hear.
— Richard Smyth, Wild Ink
The agonizing flames of misery can turn the human heart inside your skull into a breeding ground for virtues.
— Abhijit Naskar, 7 Billion Gods: Humans Above All
I knew this guy he'd been in a motorcycle accident and it really ruined him and he was a linesman working on the power and he was working with someone who had Parkinsons so they both had complimentary inadeqacies and so two of them could do the job of one person so they're out there fixing powerlines in the freezing cold despite the fact that one was three quarters wrecked and the other one had Parkinsons That's how our civilization works, there's all these ruined people out there they've got problems like you can't believe, off they go to work to do things they don't even like and look! The Lights Are On
— Jordan B Peterson
Plants are not cognizant. When we cut a leaf, we assume that the plant is suffering. But that's our own anthropomorphism about what's going on.
— Daniel Chamovitz, What a Plant Knows: A Field Guide to the Senses
The idea that damage has to be pain is mistaken. We feel pain because we have specific types of receptors called nociceptors which are programmed to respond to pain, not to touch. People can have genetic malfunctions where they feel pressure but never feel pain because they don't have pain receptors.
— Daniel Chamovitz, What a Plant Knows: A Field Guide to the Senses
All vegans and vegetarians have heard it: “But what about the plants? What about their feelings? They feel pain, too. Don’t you feel bad for the carrots? You are killing them, you know.”Sorry, but the above represent the dumbest set of excuses I’ve ever heard as to why some people claim eating animals is morally equivalent to eating plants. Tellingly, these people’s concern for plant feelings has not reared its head over eating a baked potato with steak, or seeing capers in chicken piccata. No, it’s arisen because the conversation has turned to cruelty toward the animals we eat, something that’s difficult to swallow.
— Mikko Alanne
Perhaps the one unanswerable question in life is why so many of us choose to live in a fantasy world of our own creation that offers us nothing but pain.
— Ashavan
All I could do was escape from reality, but every time I tried to escape from the pain, that same pain told me that I had probably been falling in love with him.
— Hitomi Kanehara, Snakes and Earrings
Pain was something to get used to, to inure yourself against. I would rather hurt myself than be hurt by someone else, and so I took up this practice with a sense of purpose and without remorse.
— Alice Hoffman, The Dovekeepers
Sitting alone in the alley of dark submissive loneliness.Retrospecting on the things that were left unsaid , only if they weren't ! The monsters within my head grow stronger everyday ,Fighting them everyday , I wonder , does it make me an unsung hero , no one knows about ! ? May be I will die like a unknown martyer within my own hallucinations Or may be perhaps I may be a sacrificial lamb .Happiness is but a dream I cherish most , I need peace , I have none .Set me free , I have been broken I want to breath ., my last ! I want to be free at last !
— BinYamin Gulzar
Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain
— Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
We want our wounds to speak for themselves, but usually we end up having to speak for them.
— Leslie Jamison, The Empathy Exams: Essays
Pain's nothing. Pains what you give, not what you get.
— Colum McCann, Let the Great World Spin
The pleasure of sins is pain in the soul.
— Lailah Gifty, Akita
Grief isn't always a knife-sharp twist in your heart or a dull bludgeon in your stomach, sometimes it's a net, cast suddenly and silently over your soul so that you feel trapped and suffocated by its grasp. I feel the loss in the deepest recesses of myself, hidden parts of my mind and my matter, united in missing someone I will never see again.
— Non Pratt
A man of suffering is familiar with pain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
We used to laugh and engage in endless banter. We loved, shared secrets, cared deeply, our burdens felt lighter. To be estranged from you doesn't feel lonely; it's EXILE
— Evy Michaels
The worst is behind you. Lock it up in a deep dungeon and throw away the key. You could live through what you felt were your worst moments. Now hold your head high, wear that smile you had forgotten existed and show the world the new ‘you’.
— Latika Teotia
And I wonder what the sound of a heart breaking might be. And I think it might be quiet, unperceptively so, and not dramatic at all. Like the sound of an exhausted swallow falling gently to earth.
— Sarah Winman, Tin Man
I write amongst the stars, and the canvased paper moon. I paint the fields of green, sprinkling morning dew. I teach the birds to sing, a tweet, a tweet, times two. And when my busy day is done, I dream sweet dreams of you.
— N'Zuri Za Austin
There always seemed to be a better way, except when it came to people. Once broken, people couldn't be repaired.
— Michael J. Sullivan, Age of Swords
Never love a woman so much that she has the power to destroy you when she slips between your fingers like sand through an hourglass, leaving you behind to face the cruel monster called Time all alone.
— Hati Bell, Amber
Maturity' really means: being very unsurprised by, and calm around, pain and disappointment.
— Alain de Botton
night has enveloped, to give me some reliefnow invisible are walls of separation, and thy griefwhere blood quenches the thirstdisloyalty is faith last and firstis the religion my beloved belongs toI beckoned, red and black robed lady with a wandlet me take her by the handheard of her about sorceryher powers useless, and witch now about to succumbfrom just a gaze of eyes filled with Kohl of Leilamy nights worthless, body breathlessevery moment, feeling restlessbe silent and hear, hear me, my criesdon't forget the promise you sworeI have lost my childhood over youdon't know, how these years left me alonesufferings, separation, theft me aloneI never knew how pain excrutiatessometimes, i enlivened you my dearLove is a blessing, and not a fearin a melancholy cloudy day, I mournglistening eyes, weeping sky, and heart tornI gaze from a window in KashmirFor a moment, condoling the tragedy, sighingIn sombre time, lifeless, as if dying
— Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh
...one of the best ways to take the pain out of past experiences is to replace the hurt with gratitude.
— Nick Vujicic, Unstoppable: The Incredible Power of Faith in Action
Needs pain and time to crystallized a bravery in the soul of human
— Giharu Si Perempuan Gunung
I'm not alone, my pain walk with me step by step sometime if i go ahead its come fast and catch me sometime its wait for me some step ahead.what a good friend.
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
Submit in silence and scream from within.Or...Stand up and shout and silence the pain.
— Anthony T. Hincks
I saw cities, and roads of marvelous construction. I saw cruelty and greed, but I've seen them here too. I saw a people live a life that was strange in many ways, but also much the same as anywhere else.""Then why are they so cruel?" There was an earnestness to the girl's face, an honest desire to know. "Cruelty is in all of us," he said. "But they made it a virtue.
— Anthony  Ryan, Queen of Fire
Any pain that human beings can create, human beings can transcend.
— Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
Pain was uniquely one's own, and undiminished by a democracy of suffering.
— Rhidian Brook, The Aftermath
He won't remember any of this, he's too young and it's too painful. Children are wonderfully self-preserving. They filter memory, cleanse and sanitise it, unless it's too awful to renounce. And this isn't. Or is it? These gummy spots of time that inextricably adhere when so much more is erased, how do we account for their tenacity?
— Rick Gekoski, Darke
We swam deep in the waves, a wild chase ..Stained with memories and pain.Who knew a gulf would lay between?Who knew loving someone, would ache?
— honeste_
The person with an itch can't understand why everyone's not scratching.
— Marty Rubin
The pain you hide leaves the deepest scars.
— Marty Rubin
Undoubtedly, failure is growth in pain’s disguise.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
Failure is information encased in a shell of pain.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
When you feel annoyed, when you feel pain, that's when you have the opportunity to meet and confront yourself. It is when we are most emotionally volatile that we expose our true selves. Unresolved pain, frustration and grievance come to the surface. We can let this torment and torture us, pulling us to and fro, or we can use these moments to come face to face with ourselves. Why do we feel the way we do? Why do we feel compelled to act in a certain matter. Is this serving us? Are we serving our own best interest? Is there something we could do to help ourselves? Are we exercising compassion to ourselves and others? Don't be afraid to confront or question yourself. Remember to be extra loving, patient, forgiving and kind to yourself when you are emotionally volatile. Move gently forward in cooperation with yourself.
— Akiroq Brost
He thought he vomited out his soul. If ghosts were made of ectoplasm and ghosts were basically souls without bodies, then it was perfectly logical that the green mess all over the ground was his ectoplasmic essence.
— Buan Boonaca, Accumulation
I feel these forbidden thoughts creep in sometimes without warning. Slow thoughts that always start quietly, like whispers you're not even sure you're hearing. And then they get louder and louder until they become every sound in the entire world. Thoughts that can't be undone. Would anyone care? Would anyone even fucking notice? What if one day I just wasn't here anymore? What if one day it all just stopped? What if? What if? What if?
— Amber Smith, The Way I Used to Be
i am a good toy , guaranteed you will enjoy till you will play with me. and i am quite also . i do not do any complaint as you will throw-out me after get new one.and you do not need to worry. i do not have heart feelings and emotions so i do not feel pain and hurt. I am toy. i am just a toy of other's hand for entertain them.
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
Why should I forget the pastexperience? I can only let go of the pain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Why should I forget the past experienced? I can only let go of the pain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
Why should I forget the past experience? I can only let go of the pain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
More it hurt more better it is. Can't nothing heal without pain, you know.
— Toni Morrison, Beloved
I had to learn to see my shadow and hold my pain in its fullness with acceptance and forgiveness so that I could release the hate I felt for myself and quit hurling it blindly toward others.
— Scott Stabile
With prayer, we can endure the pain.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
And Nephilim—we tend to love very overwhelmingly. To fall in love only once, to die of grief over love—my old tutor used to say that the hearts of the Nephilim were like hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire
I breath.I eat. I walk. My eyes are open . my tongue moves. I speak . I listen. Then why people who come around me think that I'm a toy ?
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
It is far too late for bloodless hands.
— A.H. Septimius
Pain becomes proud because it believes no one else understands.
— Marshall Segal
My arms are empty without you!My heart cries out, lonely in the darkness, but you are not here.No tears shall bring you back into my arms again.My mothers love was not strong enough to keep you,but it is strong enough to follow and find you, though all the mists of Eternity should try to come between!
— Joan Walsh Anglund
Don't misunderstand people by smile or appearance.every person is not living life some one just spend the life
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
do not misunderstand person by beauty You really do not know its real or Mask on dirty thoughts
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
May i could Alive if my heart was broken But it has been murdered
— Mohammed Zaki Ansari, "Zaki's Gift Of Love"
Grief is shameless; it refuses to be ignored. If you let it have its way, it becomes fatal. If you try to remove it piece by piece, it only multiplies like a tumor. And if you try to fight it, it becomes like quicksand; you try to claw your way back to the surface, and for a second you feel the fresh air against your face, thinking you've survived, only to be pulled fiercely back down again, swallowed whole, nothing left.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
I wish I had lost an arm or a leg. It would have been much easier than losing a part of my heart, which lives on, but now beats to a different rhythm.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
I feel like my life is made up of tiny puzzle parts that no longer fit together. Imagine working on a puzzle only to find that the final picture can never be complete because one of its pieces is missing. This is exactly what's happened to my life
—  it has become impossible to put it back together.
It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb or try to walk again, placing your entire weight on something that no longer is there.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
We hide our demons so good, that the angels we show, bare the shame on their faces.
— Anthony Liccione
I don't think I ever fully understood before now the old saying that goes: "A mother's heart loves her young one until he grows; her ill one until he heals; and her traveler until he returns."I have experienced all kinds of waiting; I've waited for my young to grow and the sick to heal, but I am still waiting on my little traveler and I do not know how long it will be until I see him again.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
Our dead become the photographs and words we hang on the walls, but they also hang on the walls of our hearts, the windows of our lips, and the sobs in our voices.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
From cradle to grave, Talal sprinted through life.I never did see a life extinguished so abruptly.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
That's when it hit me; my sunglasses were buried in the grave where my Talal lay. Yes, my sunglasses were buried with him. But oh, how I wish my eyes had gone with him instead.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb or try to walk again, placing your entire weight on something that is no longer is there.
— Zeina Kassem
Life goes on, whether you like it or not. I just wished it could lurch forward. Time is the best doctor, they say, and that’s bullshit, because from certain pains you can never heal. They keep screaming inside of you till eventually you get used to the noise and can hear again the life outside, but they are always there, aching, clawing at your soul.
— Gaia B. Amman, Sex-O-S: The Tragicomic Adventure of an Italian Surviving the First Time
The beauty of the sea is that it never shows any weakness and never tires of the countless souls that unleash their broken voices into its secret depths.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
I watched life and death unfold like a dance on the side of that road. My son was born with a bloodstained face and he died with blood from the accident covering that same face.
— Zeina Kassem, Crossing
The songs of separation Are not always full of painOften they talk of the fondnessThat flows in the lovers’ veins…
— Neelam Saxena Chandra
Everything does not happen for a reason. Believing this does not ease the pain for anyone. It hides it.
— RJ Blizzard
When I'm triggered, I think, "This will last forever" or "What if this lasts forever?" I get thoughts about how I should give up, run away, hide, protect myself. These thoughts, I cannot change. What I can change is how I respond to them. Will I unconditionally believe these ideas, or will I accept them as side effects of the temporary experience of pain? Will I act on each thought that arises in the burning fire, or will I hold myself gently and say, "It'll be okay. I know it hurts. I love you"? My power lies in these choices.
— Vironika Tugaleva
Depression is like waking up and opening the blinds because your plants need sunlight, but it's 8p.m. It's always 8p.m and you keep apologizing for it.
— Jenim Dibie
That was the secret of the salvation he brought, that was the light he shone into the darkness; and that was why they wanted to kill him. Because they preferred the darkness to the light.
— M.C. Frank, No Plain Rebel
Be patient in affliction.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find out interest in life returning to us.
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables: Anne Shirley Series #1
Elder Maxwell on Wintry DoctrinesElder Maxwell said that “if we are serious about our discipleship Jesus will eventually request each of us to do those very things which are most difficult for us to do.”This was what he came to call the wintry doctrine at the funeral of a young father in 1996 he put it this way “There are in the gospel warm and cuddly doctrines and then there are some that are just outright wintry doctrines… one of them frankly is that we cannot approach real consecration without passing through appropriate clinical experiences because we don’t achieve consecration in the abstract. … sometimes therefore the best people have the worst experiences… because they are the most ready to learn.” (Bruce C. Hafen, The Story of A Disciple’s Life: Preparing the Biography of Neal A. Maxwell, p. 14)
— Neal A. Maxwell
Sometimes painful endings bring the best new beginnings.
— Shae Ross, Bottom of the Sky
I often wonder why I am the one who remember all the pain?
— Sherman Alexie, You Don't Have to Say You Love Me
Problem is, though, sooner or later, physical pain, it's... it's manageable. See, real pain is emotional pain. That is the kind of pain that lasts.
— Theo Raeken
A writer tears open their soul for youWe lay bare our fears and woes for youWe pour our heart onto the page for youWe unleash our demons for youLetters like blood smear the page for youThe world's pain we absorb for youA delicate path of sanity walked for youOnly for you to -Crumple the page in disdainYou will not abdicate your reignIn the oblivion of life, you’ll remainAs I continue to write for you
— Theresa Jacobs
I'm probably the only person in the world that feels physical pain as a reaction to joy.
— Kara Lee Corthron, The Truth of Right Now
I want to know everything about you." So he told her. The stars, too, seemed to listen.
— Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Kiss
If you think about something else hard enough, you can mostly control your feelings.
— Delia Ephron, Frannie in Pieces
... we can know with confidence that God sees us. He hears us. He knows us and feels our pain. He loves us and He acts on our behalf.
— Teresa Schultz, The Bible In Poetry,
He stopped at an intersection, panting, rubbing at the twinge in his hamstrings, looking around, though he knew no cars were coming in either direction.Dropping forward at the waist Martin admitted that he was fucking himself up. Dr Leonowsky told him: hurting yourself is an articulation of self-disgust. It helps no one, prevents nothing. This wasn’t a glorious loss of control, he was fooling himself, it was self-harm.
— Denise Mina, Gods and Beasts
It is always taking care, but it is difficult, because at times to take care of her is also to cause her pain.
— Maggie Nelson, Bluets
This is generous, for to be close to her pain has always felt like a privilege to me, even though pain could be defined as that which we typically aim to avoid.
— Maggie Nelson, Bluets
She could sense the fear and anxiety of babies and younger children upon meeting her for the first time; their wide eyed stares, fidgeting, and outright tantrums. Blaring like little homing beacons, they knew that Mallory wore a disguise to cover her wounds, and that they probably weren't safe. They were so very innocent and unblemished from the world, and saw straight through to her heart. It was the real reason she preferred not to be in their company or head a classroom full of tiny ones, though she often told those who questioned her preference for teaching teenagers that she didn't like small children. Children hated pain. It was rare that they wouldn't shy away from an adult whose heart was laden with it.
— Coco Mingolelli, Peccatum in Carne: Sins of the Flesh
You know nothing about my grief", said Anastasia. " So speak nothing of it.
— Claire Legrand, Foxheart
Nostalgia can be more painful than a surgeon's knife.
— Anurag Shourie, Half A Shadow
to love is to have ancient wounds exposed to vicious winds and be caressed instead of burned
— Emery Allen, Soft Human
It is a blessing to experience hardship. Not because we suffer, but because we learn to endure.
— Saim .A. Cheeda
Every time we sin, it causes chaos in our lives; maybe not at that very moment, but eventually it always catches up
— Robin Bertram, No Regrets: How Loving Deeply and Living Passionately Can Impact Your Legacy Forever
God afflicts people for a reason
— Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
I shared with Fleur the mysterious self-contempt of the survivor. There were times we hated who we were, and who we had to become, in order not to follow those we loved into the next world. We grew hard. We became impenetrable, sparing of our pity. Sorrows that leveled other people were small to us. We made no move to avoid pain. Sometimes we even welcomed it--we were clumsy with knives, fire, boiling water, steel traps. Pain took our minds off the greater pain that was the mistake that we still existed.
— Louise Erdrich, Four Souls
Everyone is in pain. Most people think pain in massage means something is happening, and if they can endure it, they will be improved, but sometimes the only thing pain means is pain.It a very easy mistake to make, though.. She’d refused for the longest time to get therapy or take any psychoactive drugs because she’d felt that the “darkness” was necessary, not just for her as an actor, but as a human being. You didn’t have to feel slightly terrible all the time, as it turns out. Her only worry now was that slightly terrible was not a flaw in her chemistry, but an appropriate response to being the kind of person that she was. “You’re very hard on yourself,” Luke said. “Can you imagine the kind of person that I’d be if I wasn’t hard on myself?” she said back. Luke should be sympathetic. He was hoping to improve the human race, and it would be hard to get there if the human race thought it was already fantastic, thanks very much.Well, she could still go dark, if she needed to, she could go dark right now. Yesterday she had done Terror. She’d done Fear and Dejection and Remorse. And because she had done Remorse as fully as a person could do it, she knew that she hadn’t ever experienced that kind of pure Remorse before. What she’d felt in the past was polluted Remorse, because half the time she was sorry she was also privately resentful and building a case about why the actions that had led to Remorse could be justified.
— Meg Howrey, The Wanderers
Writing fluency sometimes needs an intense agony somewhere in your mind
— Munia Khan
Don't hold onto things, it will only bring you pain.
— Ellen DeGeneres, My Point... And I Do Have One
Pain is a physical discipline.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
And then came the pain. First in her leg, as if something had sunk its teeth into it. A huge beast, a dog, maybe. It locked its jaws onto her limb and tore at the muscles with its teeth. She screamed, that was all she could do, scream. She could not describe the feeling of having her body ripped apart. She remembered her father's despair, his face as he leaned over her bed, and his words: What is it, tell me, what is it? As she writhed in pain, soaked in her own sweat, Don Guillermo, her kind, good father, waited for her to tell him. For an explanation. A meaningful verbalization of this horror, so that he could understand what was happening to his child. Otherwise, how could he help her? Because her frenzied cries were not enough. Pain needs to be articulated, communicated. It needs a kind of dialogue. It needs words. But only screams and shrieks of pain escaped from the child's lips.
— Slavenka Drakulić, Frida's Bed
I know now that everything after the accident was merely a tactic to indulge in escapism and self-delusion. When you are hit by a streetcar that almost smashes you to a pulp, when you experience your own end...there is no recovery, only temporary respite, she thought.Pain made me aware of my body. My body made me aware of deterioration and death. That awareness made me old. My death sentence may have been deferred, but I now had to live with a twofold realization. Not only was I going to die—there was nothing unusual about that except that I was made to realize it at a tender age—but I knew exactly what that meant. Because I had already been through it. Unlike other condemned people for whom death is an abstraction because they have no idea what really awaits them, my stay of death came with a constant reminder, the presence of pain.
— Slavenka Drakulić, Frida's Bed
She was convinced the demonic pain she had suffered in her leg as a child had been in some sort of preparation for the accident. Engraved in her memory was how she had been left speechless by the first attack. She had yet to accept that pain cannot be expressed in words but only in inarticulate screams. It took time before she could put brush to canvas, and still more time before she could paint pictures that screamed. In place of the screams themselves. In place of verbal descriptions. She owed it to her father, she thought, to the frantic look in his eyes which she would never forget, and to his words: 'Tell me, tell me!
— Slavenka Drakulić, Frida's Bed
How can a man become great if he does not feel in himself the force and the will to inflict great pain
— Friedrich Nietzsche
And the world re-ordered itself around me. I spoke each word carefully. 'You are so stupid.
— Robin Hobb, Assassin's Fate
Pain, of whatever kind, is real, vulnerable, and delicate; so walk in love today and be a healer with a smile
— John M Sheehan
I was born into this torrid world a degenerate, eternally condemned a vessel of belligerency, destined to one day end. But despite my mortal disposition, I possess my voice. I have that which is gifted to me from the bosom of the gods. The beauty of self-expression. And through this gift I will come to know and share the true nature of reality
— Evan Guerra
I think it was the first real pain I ever felt in my life...It wasn't what I thought it would be at all. It didn't put an end to me as a person. I think...it gave me a basis for comparison, finding out you could still exist inside the pain, in SPITE of the pain.
— Stephen King, It
My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wristsMy words - they stink.
— Akanksha Singh
Maybe if I stretch my lips, I will remember how to smile.
— Akanksha Singh
Pain is a crucial part of our reality; it awakens a person from a mental stupor. A person must never be afraid to discover where their pain originates, follow pain to where it emanates from, learn from its messages, and reject the mindless business and busyness of contemporary culture in order to fuel an artistic vision of the self.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
I'm starting to learn that if things are messy, or pieces don't get put back right, they are going to hurt, either way.
— R. Y.S. Perez, I Hope You Fall in Love: Poetry Collection
We have so much to learn from a fallen teardrop which is wiped away from our cheek…never to be felt again
— Munia Khan
Everybody hurts, sometimes.
— Kate Skylark, Daddy's Wicked Parties: The Most Shocking True Story of Child Abuse Ever Told
It was painful to have him so near, yet beyond my reach.
— Lynne Stringer, The Heir
We live in a world of shadow and light, pain and joy. We spend our entire lives investigating the many possible patterns of human experience including interactions between humankind and nature and with one another. We must learn from our chronicles and assist future generations by living a fully engaged life attempting to ascertain how to live in an authentic and joyous manner.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
Bravery is the ability to endure, even unto death, all types of terrible, terrifying and painful situations and we live in a time when people do all that they can to avoid hardship and pain, never realizing that strength and courage is found in both.
— Donna Lynn Hope