Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it read more

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.

Pain is never permanent.

Pain is never permanent.

Pain is weakness leaving the body.

Pain is weakness leaving the body.

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain read more

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain And perish in our own.

Pain is no longer pain when it is past.

Pain is no longer pain when it is past.

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.

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.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

There's a pang in all rejoicing,
And a joy in the heart of pain;
And the wind read more

There's a pang in all rejoicing,
And a joy in the heart of pain;
And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens,
Are singing the selfsame strain.