And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.

He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more read more

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more hopelessly are lost?

Suffering is the ancient law of love; there is not quest without pain; there is no lover who is not read more

Suffering is the ancient law of love; there is not quest without pain; there is no lover who is not also a martyr.

We were promised sufferings. They were part of the program. We were even told, ''Blessed are they that mourn.''

We were promised sufferings. They were part of the program. We were even told, ''Blessed are they that mourn.''

To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
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To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
Th' unfeeling for his own.
Yet ah! why should they know their fate,
Since sorrow never comes too late,
And happiness too swiftly flies?
Thought would destroy their paradise.

How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's read more

How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's laugh.

It is not true that suffering ennobles the character; happiness does that sometimes, but suffering for the most part, makes read more

It is not true that suffering ennobles the character; happiness does that sometimes, but suffering for the most part, makes men petty and vindictive.

The truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid read more

The truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering the more you suffer because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you in proportion to your fear of being hurt