#pain

yes, i have dated Salvador Dali guy when i was a high school girl. he was a great lover. but i had to dump him because he stole my inspiration of bent clock*~* .... who cares... ↗

— Hiroko Sakai

#artwork #bent-clock #funny #humorous #painting

Postponed pain is among the most abominable kind to experience. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#experience

It is through the tender austerity of our troubles that the Son of Man comes knocking. In every event He seeks an entrance to my heart, yes, even in my most helpless, futile, fruitless moments. The very cracks and empty crannies of my life, my perplexities and hurts and botched-up jobs, He wants to fill with Himself, His joy, His life...He urges me to learn of Him: 'I am gentle and humble in heart. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#keep-a-quiet-heart #pain #troubles #life

Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become woman was painful. I wept because I was no longer a child with a child's blind faith. I wept because my eyes were opened to reality....I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe. I can still love passionately without believing. That means I love humanly. I wept because I have lost my pain and I am not yet accustomed to its absence. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#pain #reality #faith

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#harry-potter #hurt #pain #death

Say I feel all sad and self-indulgent, then get stung by a wasp, my misery feels quite abstract and I long just to be in spiritual pain once more - 'damn you tiny assassin, clad in yellow and black, how I crave my former innocence where melancholy was my only trial'. ↗

— Russell Brand

#faith #pain #russell-brand #wasps #faith

...and then I remembered this basic religious principle that God isn't there to take away our suffering or our pain but to fill it with his or her presence... ↗

— Annie Lamott

#inspirational #pain #faith

إنك تعانى عندما تُبقى الألم حيًا ، لأن الألم المكبوت يخلق الغضب بصورة مستمرة ↗

— David Viscott

#life-lessons #pain #anger

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

#family

I was girly and friendly and my family life was happy but many days I felt like I was on the inside what Chase was on the outside. I always believed I was a happy person with a sad soul. I felt like I had had tragedy in my life when I hadn’t. Somehow, without having experienced what he had, his scars resonated with me. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#happy-person #love #pain #sad #sad-soul