In order to rise from its own ashes, a Phoenix first must burn.
Octavia E. ButlerTags: wisdom experience pain empowerment memory masochism
You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.
Emilie AutumnTags: pain
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.
Jodi PicoultTags: pain
On a second note, though, I have something to say about pain. There are lots of kinds of pain. Pain of smashing your fingers in a car door, pains of loosing a baby, pain of failing a test. But in their own little ways, these pains are all agonizing. Which is sad, and yet, happy, if you really think about it. If we never lost our car keys, or stepped in gum, or had a bad hair day, what kind of people would we be? In a word? Boring. We wouldn't be passionate; we wouldn't know it was exciting to get pregnant, or score an A on a final. So that's why, today at least, I am grateful for pain. Because it's part of what makes me the whacky, goofy, jaded, person that I am. Peace.
Alysha SpeerTags: life pain peace gratitude jaded painful
The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.
C.S. Lewisat first I thought you were just using me" she said
"I definitely am." I just wasn't sure for what.
"Asshole!" she said, and punched me in the side. And she laughed as my kidney began to hemorrhage.
That's the beauty of honesty. Everyones so unused to hearing it they just assume you're kidding, and you get to feel very good and forthcoming without suffering any consequences except for traces of blood in your urine for the next day or two.
Tags: humor honesty pain love sex sattire
I know why we laugh. We laugh because it hurts, and it's the only thing to make it stop hurting.
Robert A. HeinleinAmong other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.
Anita ShreveTags: life pain emotion grief anita-shreve the-pilot-s-wife physical
Pain is only what you allow it to be
Cassandra ClareTags: pain
Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
John MiltonTags: pain literature pleasure haunting rivers
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