All suffering has an end.

One thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus" (Philippians 3:13-14).

There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.

The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.

If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.

Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief.

The real problem is not why some pious, humble, believing people suffer, but why some do not.

Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.

If I discover within myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world

God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world

Now, Audrey, to me secret: while I have days that I struggle, some pretty terrible days, it mean that I also have stunning days. I weigh them both on the same side of the scale, lesson you taught. Life is short. Life is fragile. I shall grasp it with both hands and hang on, trying always to find the joy.

What happens after death is so glorious that our imagination, our feelings do not suffice to form even an approimate conception of it. Memories and Dreams,Carl Jung