Quotes about Pain
What she feels for him is so deep, she aches. She supposes this is what people refer to when they say the pangs of love, as if your innermost joy cannot help but cause you anguish as well.
— Alice Hoffman
April certainly wasn't the first person to have fallen for Vincent, or the first to be wounded by his indifference. She'd been new and daring and exciting, but that had faded as time went on. Now she was just a girl who could easily be hurt.
— Alice Hoffman
She understood love. What destroys you saves you, she had told me.
— Alice Hoffman
When your father doesn't love you, a stone forms inside of you, hard and sharp enough to pierce through bone.
— Alice Hoffman
Pain was something to get used to, to inure yourself against. I would rather hurt myself than be hurt by someone else, and so I took up this practice with a sense of purpose and without remorse.
— Alice Hoffman
We do not believe in heaven or hell...; we do not believe in eternal damnation. We believe only in the unavoidable horror of hurting others and of likewise being hurt.
— Alice Walker
My heart hurt so much I can't believe it. How can it keep beating, feeling like this?
— Alice Walker
When I no longer have your heart I will not request your body your presence or even your polite conversation. I will go away to a far country separated from you by the sea — on which I cannot walk — and refrain even from sending letters describing my pain.
— Alice Walker
No one escapes a time in life when the arrow of sorrow, of anger, of despair pierces the heart. For many of us, there is the inevitable need to circle the wound. It is often such a surprise to find it there, in us, when we had assumed arrows so painful only landed in the hearts of other people. Some of us spend decades screaming at the archer. Or at least for longer periods than are good for us. How to take the arrow out of the heart? How to learn to relieve our own pain? That is the question.
— Alice Walker
He never ast me nothing bout myself. He clam on top of me and fuck and fuck, even when my head bandaged. Nobody ever love me, I say.
— Alice Walker
A burnt finger remember the fire.
— Alice Walker
Pain is a part of life...misery is an option.
— Annette Funicello