“Is it true, O Christ in heaven, that the highest suffer the most?That the strongest wander furthest and most hopelessly are lost?That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain?That the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain?”

“I’ll use the blood from my spilling heart to write the words that were never able to slip out of my mouth, so you can see how much you’ve broken me into a perpetual state of melancholy.”

“Pain can kill, all on its own: the body goes into shock and shuts down.”

“Unforgiveness denies the victim the possibility of parole and leaves them stuck in the prison of what was, incarcerating them in their trauma and relinquishing the chance to escape beyond the pain.”

“If you want the rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.”

“Au début, la douleur était atroce, puis elle s’est dissipée. La douleur était comme un mur que j’avais franchi, passant de l’autre côté.”

“Parler de lui au présent c’était le ranger du côté des vivants. Et s’il était vivant, alors je n’étais pas tout à fait morte.”

“Les gens éprouvent une grande souffrance, et nous passons tous notre temps à essayer de la refouler. Et quand on refoule une souffrance émotionnelle assez longtemps elle se transforme en souffrance physique.”

“Anger’s like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart ’til it reaches my outer me”

“Lord, may the pain be ours, And the weakness that it brings, But at least give us the strength, Of not showing it to anyone!”

“Pain was fleeting. Death was forever.”

“A lesson for all of us is that for every loss, there is victory, for every sadness, there is joy, and when you think you’ve lost everything, there is hope.”

“Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.”

“When we fully understand the brevity of life, its fleeting joys and unavoidable pains; when we accept the facts that all men and women are approaching an inevitable doom: the consciousness of it should make us more kindly and considerate of each other. This feeling should make men and women use their best efforts to help their fellow travelers on the road, to make the path brighter and easier as we journey on. It should bring a closer kinship, a better understanding, and a deeper sympathy for the wayfarers who must live a common life and die a common death.”