Anguish Quotes
Our quaint metaphysical opinions, in an hour of anguish, are like playthings by the bedside of a child deathly sick.
My experience working with lots of creative people is that they don't lose their artistic edge when they lose a fierce level of anguish. They just create from a different place.
Life was a sorrowful throb of this Matter teaching it anguish, Teaching it hope and desire trod out too soon in the mire, Life the frail joy that regrets its briefness, life the long sorrow.
Memory, with its fugitive adjustments, is the merciful veil to the grim enactments of the first law. It hides the anguish in the human heart which is always craving for perpetuity.
Anguish devours the mind, and furious rage, and hope than which the heart can bear no heavier burden, when it is long deferred.
Once shame touches your being at any point, even the most distant nerve is implicated, whether you know it or not; any fleeting encounter or random thought will rake up the anguish and add to it.
The anguish I always feel when she's in pain wells up in my chest and threatens to register on my face.
We speak the love language, they speak from pain and anguish. Some don't love theyselves, so they perception is tainted.
The oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.
In any case life is but a procession of shadows, and God knows why it is that we embrace them so eagerly, and see them depart with such anguish, being shadows.
My mind was bursting with depression and anguish. I muttered imprecations and murmuring as I passed along. I was full of loathing and abhorrence of life, and all that life carries in its train.
... one fire burns out another’s burning.One pain is lessened by another’s anguish. -Romeo & Juliet
For some there is no musicNo lightsNo fireNo untamed madness that breathes lifeThere is workAnguishFrustrationRageDespairA dullness that rings like wooden thunder
Pain writes the words, sorrow wields the pen, tears wet the paper, and the story mends the heart.
I'm my own person, and in that I'm unique. Pain, anguish, those are all just part of the experience. The more you go through, the stronger you become.
I know what is going on in the heart of an atheist. Deep anguish that there is nothing beyond, nothing to live for, nothing to give him hope. I know because I endured the same predicament.
We are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else’s opinion that we do not look happy.
Death would be an extremely bad thing like most of us paint it, if being dead were painful.
Where there is insistence, there is tenacity and where there is tenacity, there is anguish.
...our souls may be consumed by shadows, but that doesn't mean we have to behave as monsters.
It doesn’t matter whether you are looking for a reason to be happy or sad, you will always find it.
Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has no words to identify the hand, only erratic echo.
Some people are married to ideas that they do not love, ideas that do not love them in return. They are married to ideas they do not sleep with, ideas that rob them of their sleep.
I know very little about darkness, Mr Bowden, except that we cannot stop its coming.
Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...
Those who do not care, escape the anguish of mourning but never know the delights of love. The meaning of life forever eludes them.
I suppose that the human mind can only stand so much grief and anguish. After that the fuses blow.
Are you so dead inside you don't feel the daily anguish, terror and deathly suffering of millions? What happened to you? You've changed.
The human heart does not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making.
All pain seemed to come with lots of blood, and lots of mental anguish, too. I already knew about that. Maybe that was the worst kind of pain, because nobody knew about it but you.
The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming...Dead silence.Literally dead.
No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of ide
That is when time stands still - when you watch the one you love, walk away.
He put his forehead against hers. “Alannah, my heart is yours.” He said softly.“And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping.” Her last words falling to a strained whisper.
Judgment should never enter into the hearts and minds of others while observing another in a pain that cannot be understood.
Free will, " she agreed, "our greatest gift, the thing that makes life worth living, in spite of all the anguish it brings.
