#pain

Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#life #more #pain #sharper

Love, is sometimes a simpler form of slowly dying, it's like a bullet that ricochets off time's walls of desire, waiting to hit that picture perfect heart of regrets. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#desire #love #pain #picture-perfect #regrets

That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#pain #romance #sad #true-love #love

Nix still held Benny's hand, and her grip tightened to an almost crushing force, grinding his hand bones together. It hurt, but Benny would rather have cut that hand off than take it back at that moment. If it would help Nix through this, he'd give her a pair of pliers and a vise so she could do a proper job. ↗

— Jonathan Maberry

#grief #love #pain #love

She has been surprised by grief, its constancy, its immediacy, its unrelenting physical pain. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#loss #lost-love #pain #sadness #love

Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies. ↗

— Rumi

#mercy

Sometimes it takes great suffering to pierce the soul and open it up to greatness ↗

— Jocelyn Murray

#greatness #loss #love #pain #soul

You asked for a loving God: you have one. The great spirit you so lightly invoked, the 'lord of terrible aspect,' is present: not a senile benevolence that drowsily wishes you to be happy in your own way, not the cold philanthropy of conscientious magistrate, nor the care of a host who feels responsible for the comfort of his guests, but the consuming fire Himself, the Love that made the worlds, persistent as the artist’s love for his work and despotic as a man’s love for a dog, provident and venerable as a father’s love for a child, jealous, inexorable, exacting as love between the sexes. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#love #pain #love

I've always known we were two puzzle pieces that fit together in a hollow that is our pain. There was a time when I was certain we were too damaged not to destroy each other. Now I think we are saving each other. ↗

— Lisa Renee Jones

#broken #love #pain #love

I want to write something so simply about love or about pain that even as you are reading you feel it and as you read you keep feeling it and though it be my story it will be common, though it be singular it will be known to you so that by the end you will think— no, you will realize— that it was all the while yourself arranging the words, that it was all the time words that you yourself, out of your heart had been saying. ↗

— Mary Oliver

#grief #loss #love #pain #spirituality