Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

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.

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.

The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness read more

The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness of the strain.
- Sarah Williams ("Saidie"),

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.

Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.

Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.

Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.

Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.