The worst pain a man can suffer: to have insight into much and power over nothing
Pain is deeper than all thought; laughter is higher than all pain
Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity.
Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.”
The two foes of human happiness are pain and boredom
Pain is the question mark turned like a fishhook in the human heart.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
Past mistakes cannot create a present pain; no mistake in life has the power to make us ache any more than the echo of someone crying can shed tears.
Hope is itself a species of happiness, and, perhaps, the chief happiness which this world affords: but, like all other pleasures immoderately enjoyed, the excesses of hope must be expiated by pain; and expectations improperly indulged must end in disappointment.
There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.
All violence is the result of people tricking themselves into believing that their pain derives from other people and that consequently those people deserve to be punished.
An individual animal doesn't care if its species is facing extinction - it cares if it is feeling pain.
For me music is a vehicle to bring our pain to the surface, getting it back to that humble and tender spot where, with luck, it can lose its anger and become compassion again.
There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.
Compassion is an emotion of which we ought never to be ashamed. Graceful, particularly in youth, is the tear of sympathy, and the heart that melts at the tale of woe. We should not permit ease and indulgence to contract our affections, and wrap us up in a selfish enjoyment; but we should accustom ourselves to think of the distresses of human, life, of the solitary cottage; the dying parent, and the weeping orphan. Nor ought we ever to sport with pain and distress in any of our amusements, or treat even the meanest insect with wanton cruelty.
I just want to see how long I can keep this thing going. The easiest thing is dying. Living is a a pain in the butt
The man who looks for security, even in the mind, is like a man who would chop off his limbs in order to have artificial ones which will give him no pain or trouble.
Pain of mind is worse than pain of body.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the LUXURY of health.
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complain when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks
and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart,
never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like
toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting
by its steady drain on the strength.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.
You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving
one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady
drain on the strength.
If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself but to your own estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment