All Quotes By Tag: Hurt

“You see, I was my own monster. When you don’t have hope, something can grow inside of you that will just keep hurting, biting, snarling, and you can sink farther and let that monster overtake you.Some people don’t fight back. They might hurt others, hurt themselves, or just—relinquish the fight for happiness.”

“The whole world is indeed trapped by misery. What is the misery about? Due to ignorance of one’s own Real Self (agnanta). Due to ignorance of one’s own Real Self (agnanta), attachment-abhorrence (raag-dwesh) keeps on occuring, which leads to this misery. Only through Gnan [Knowledge of the Real Self] can one prevail in a misery-free state. There is no other solution at all.”

“Others words can only affect us if we give them worth with our reaction.By remembering that it’s usually the ones who are hurting, that hurt others.We are all searching in the darkness,Holding out our hand ready to hold each other again…When we learn to forgive.”

“The past will never find you to hurt you, but it never forgets to remind you of the lessons you have learned from the successes and failures of the past.”

“May you suffer enough tragedy to gain a vast knowledge and understanding of life.”

“Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.”

“Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.”

“I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die.”

“be good to yourselfyou’re the only youyou’ll ever get”

“Because she knew already that this would be the thing that would end them. And that in the deepest part of her, she had known it from the beginning, like someone stubbornly ignoring a weed growing until it blocked out the light.”

“She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She’d already done so…I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.”

“They say, ‘The coward dies many times’; so does the beloved. Didn’t the eagle find a fresh liver to tear in Prometheus every time it dined?”

“The knowledge that he had left me with no intent ever to return had come over me in tiny droplets of realization spread over the years. And each droplet of comprehension brought its own small measure of hurt…He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return.”

“The dead do not hurt you; only the living do.”

“A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository of hurt? And what is hurt but the repository of hope?”