Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.
Why, all delights are vain, but that most vain Which, with pain purchased, doth inherit pain: As, painfully to pore upon a book, To seek the light of truth, which truth the while Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look.
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning; One pain is less'ned by another's anguish; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; One desperate grief cures with another's languish.
The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace, The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.
There's a pang in all rejoicing, And a joy in the heart of pain; And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain, And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness of the strain. - Sarah Williams ("Saidie"),
When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in despair.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience.
It's odd that you can get so anesthetized by your own pain or your own problem that you don't quite fully share the hell of someone close to you.
Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.
He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
There is no coming to consciousness without pain.
There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light in which we view things.
He that is uneasy at every little pain is never without some ache.
Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.
The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.
We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret or disappointment.
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others pain And perish in our own.
Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain And perish in our own.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.