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Vesper felt herself turning red with humiliation. Then she looked at Allegra—really looked at her. Maybe she’d had such a problem with people not seeing her because she wasn’t seeing them. Did Allegra’s mask of rage hide pain and doubt that anyone would ever truly love her? She thought that it just might. Vesper didn’t quite feel compassion, but she no longer took Allegra’s behavior personally.

Vergnügen ist Mangelware, aber an Schmerz ist heute überall ranzukommen.

Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.

Wait, for now. Distrust everything if you have to. But trust the hours. Haven’t they carried you everywhere, up to now? Personal events will become interesting again. Hair will become interesting. Pain will become interesting. Buds that open out of season will become interesting. Second-hand gloves will become lovely again; their memories are what give them the need for other hands. The desolation of lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness carved out of such tiny beings as we are asks to be filled; the need for the new love is faithfulness to the old. Wait. Don’t go too early. You’re tired. But everyone’s tired. But no one is tired enough. Only wait a little and listen: music of hair, music of pain, music of looms weaving our loves again. Be there to hear it, it will be the only time, most of all to hear your whole existence, rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion.

Vulnerability is the least celebrated emotion in our society

Vulnerability has to happen for love to be real.

Wait-a-minute! Reality kicked in after marking its spot `position vacant’ for the short and pleasant while. He groaned mournfully as he found himself staring at the inside of his own eyelids. The first thing that occurred to him was the terrible bone-wracking pain running up and down his spine. Pain? No, curiously enough. It was the memory of it that seemed to hurt so much. Maybe that’s what scared him. Or maybe it was the creaking of the ship around him…

Walker and Timothy sat quietly for a very long time. “Why do so many people make it so hard for anyone to help them or to love them?” Walker asked finally. Timothy chuckled. “Ah, Walker—if I could explain all of humanity’s foibles, I’d be a rich man indeed, at least as far as money goes. I believe people are like that because of fear. They fear being loved because they fear that if they’re loved, they’ll have to love back. And if they love back, they may get hurt. And many people aren’t ready to put their hearts on the line like that. Mostly because they don’t have anything to fall back on. It’s quite a shame, really, because they hurt themselves by trying to avoid getting hurt. But we have to be willing to die many times if we’re ever going to get on with this business of living.

Wake up from death, return to life.

Wanna know what a bullet feels like, Warren? A real one? It’s not like in the comics…I think you need to. Feel it…It’s not going to make a neat little hole. First - it’ll obliterate your internal organs. Your lung will collapse, feels like drowning…When it finally hits your spine, it’ll blow your central nervous system-…I’m talking. The pain will be unbearable, but you won’t be able to move… A bullet usually travels faster than this, of course. But the dying? It seems like it takes forever. Something, isn’t it? One tiny piece of metal destroys everything. It ripped her insides out… It took her light away. From me. From the world… And now the one person who should be here is gone - and a waste like you gets to live. A tiny piece of metal. Can you feel it now?

War takes many things from people, but unfortunately, pain is not one of them.

We all find means of anesthesia.

We all have scars & deep pain. It's what makes us human & vulnerable.

We all have scars, Kere. Inside and out. Wounds that go so deep, they leave a permanent mark on us. But that doesn’t make them ugly or revolting. They were hard lessons learned and for better or worse, they changed us. No matter how hard you try to hide them, they will always be there. And I think your scars are beautiful because they are what have made you the man I care about.” - Zarya Starska

We all have pain, Wes. It isn't life sithout it. What matters in life isn't that we escape pain. What matters is that we overcome it.

We all have pain, Wes. It isn't life without it. What matters in life isn't that we escape pain. What matters is that we overcome it.

We all have problems. Or rather, everyone has at least one thing that they regard as a problem.

We all have scars, Mia; they are supposed to make you stronger, not paralyze you.” ~Cole

We all know pain,’ Nate said. ‘It becomes a part of us… But it doesn't define us.

We all remember people the way we want to remember them.

Wealth is one of the most important sources of happiness. It becomes a source of pain only when we earn or spend it inappropriately.

We always think that God's presence is always provided to fix our problems but what if God's presence is more about fixing your perspectives? So that you will have a new way to see your problems. If you didn't make your bed before leaving home this morning, no angel is going to make your bed for you, it is still going to be as you left it till you come back.

We are afflicted with a darkness of the soul and fall in love with our pain.

We are all made complete by our pain.

We are all planted in God's vineyard and our lives are filled with potentials and purpose and we have all been given the hopes to anchor our lives even in the most disappointed times. So God is waiting to see what you and I will make out of the raw materials that He has given to us. He is waiting to see what we will make out of the discouragement and disappointment. I believe that in those deepest places of disappointment that the greatest grace will manifest.

We are all running towards a destination which doesn't exist. On our way, dogs of life keep barking at us where we respond to some and some we throw stones at. Every dog teaches a lesson we are better off without. Every knife stabs a little deeper than we deserve. Every bruise stays a lot longer than it is meant to. Encumbered by forceful lessons of life we fight for the air of elation from the breaths we take to covert them into the moments of our real existence. Everything starts with life's tyrannical dominance and ends with our impelled submissiveness. We are the puppets of external circumstances and still we believe it's all on the inside. We should be laughing at our plight, someone has framed it with such sublimity. But all we do is ache at every shred of it because that's what keeps it alive.

We are as small as our joy (the sum of all ) and as big as our pain (the sum of all ) Somos tan pequeños como nuestra dicha y tan grandes como nuestro dolor

We are designed to dance. To use our bodies as weapons of grace, beauty and intrigue. We are designed to stretch until we master growth. To replace old dead cells and be physically renewed each moment. So challenges don’t destroy us, they just should make us dance more swiftly and passionately. For when we dance we please God. Especially when we dance in brokenness.

We are faithful as long as we love, but you demand faithfulness of a woman without love, and the giving of herself without enjoyment. Who is cruel there--woman or man?

We are far, far stronger than our pain

We are more sensitive to losses than to gains; the pleasure of winning is less than the pain of losing.

We are not perfect. We are going to argue sometimes & have our problems but I'm never going to stop loving you. We are in this together. I think of you so often you have no idea. Just imagine a boy praying to god most of the time that he gets marry to you. I instatly smile when i see a message from you. To be honest, you are the only one who motivates me to become a better person and show me the potential i don't see in me. you know your eyes gives me chill in my core when i look into them. I feel insecure sometimes because i am afraid of losing you. I just want to spend the rest of my life with someone who makes me mile, laugh, feel special, and supports me.Stay with me, I promise to make you smile everyday with my weird jokes and random kisses. I promise to hold your hand when you need someone to walk with you through the storm. I promise to share my food with you, give you good massages and laugh at your stupid jokes. I will listen when you tell me about how horrible your day was when you come home. I promise to hold you in my arms when you feel like your whole world is crashing down. I will make you see that there are a million reasons why you should stay with me. I LOVE YOU... I love the way you love me. I love the way you call me Yours.. I love the way you care for me. I love the way you treat me. I just love the way who you are. I LOVE YOU....

We are sometimes hurt mostly or only not by what happened or is happening to us but by being felt sorry for.

We are never taught more deeply and more truthfully than by pain.

We are not always someone else's half, but they can be ours. You'd think two halves make a whole, but some two halves make a hole.

We are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else’s opinion that we do not look happy.

We are so much distracted nowadays. There is so much distractions in the world today call it internet, media, football matches etc. but don't let it consume you.

We are, or rather our natural desire to evade pain and to attain pleasure is, the primary reason we do or say every single thing we do or say.

We are vulnerable, not fragile, but our desire to go through life without feeling pain makes us feel fragile.

We are wasting time, pleads Greta, by passing this burden, this sack of stones, from one to the next, by pushing our pain away. We mustn’t do this. We mustn’t play Hot Potato with our pain. Let’s absorb it ourselves, each of us, she says. Let’s inhale it, let’s digest it, let’s process it into fuel.

We believe slowly when belief brings pain.

We can all be perfect We can all pretend that we are good to impress others Sometimes we either lie to ourselves nor to others We hide things because we are embarrased for things we have done And what happends then? What happends when you have earned your mate's sympathy? What happens when you start forgetting about your lies and you behave strange ? Strange for the mate of course cause for you, you are just being yourself. This act of yours may last a day, a week, a month or maybe a year... it depends on how great actor you are. Eventually you will lose your mate You will lose a person on which you have spent a lot of time just trying. It is sad isn't it? This person will hate you and after all you will become alone again. So what i have to say here is this Be always yourself not the one that others may want you to be Be honest and not the perfect lier Express yourself just like you feel I know it is hard but , just consider this Why to spend so much time on a single person who eventually will not accept you as you trully are Why to lie and disrespect yourself, your character and all that you have accomplished untill this day? Honesty is painfull, pain makes you strong, being strong makes you successful and if you succeed you will be happy. Isn't this all about your happiness?

WebMD calls it a stage of grief - anger. But I doubt I'll ever get to the other stages. This one slices me into millions of pieces. Every time I'm whole and back to normal, something happens to tear me apart, and I'm forced to start all over again. The rain lets up. The devil stops beating his wife, but I beat the dashboard, punching it over and over, numb to the pain of it. I wanna be numb to the pain of all this.

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation.

We cannot experience free joy and happiness without experiencing the depths of pain.

We cannot forget joy. No matter how deep our rage and pain.

We can only diffuse kindness, to the souls filled with bitterness. This is the greatest deeds to awaken their good spirit.

We can be so heavily invested in our tales of sorrow and woe that we have no clue how much repeating that negative story creates the chemistry in our body mind that triggers the physical pain.

We both know that pain comes for us all. It's almost a relief. Because if all of us are going to someday lose the people we love most, or be lost by them, then what is there to do but live?

We can learn to use the pain in our relationships to transform us thereby turning them into entities which heal not harm.