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To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, read more
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.
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
We have suffered lightly, if we have suffered what we should weep
for.
[Lat., Levia perpessi sumus
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We have suffered lightly, if we have suffered what we should weep
for.
[Lat., Levia perpessi sumus
Si flenda patimur.]
Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam read more
Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam hominibus quam quae
metuant.]
People have to really suffer before they can risk doing what they love.
People have to really suffer before they can risk doing what they love.
To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life.
To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life.
It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.
It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.
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.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
