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Why, all delights are vain, but that most vain
Which, with pain purchased, doth inherit pain:
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Why, all delights are vain, but that most vain
Which, with pain purchased, doth inherit pain:
As, painfully to pore upon a book,
To seek the light of truth, which truth the while
Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look.

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Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.

Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.

by Bret Harte Found in: Pain Quotes,
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There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you.

There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you.

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The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

by Publilius Syrus Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Disappointments are to the soul what the thunder-storm is to the air

Disappointments are to the soul what the thunder-storm is to the air

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Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.

Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.

by Anonymous Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

by Lance Armstrong Found in: Pain Quotes,
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The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

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Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.

Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.

by Robert Burns Found in: Pain Quotes,
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