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For there are deeds
Which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue.
For there are deeds
Which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue.
If you suffer, thank God! It is a sure sign that you are alive.
If you suffer, thank God! It is a sure sign that you are alive.
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.
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.
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 heart was made to be broken
The heart was made to be broken
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.
Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of read more
Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of suffering that there is in the world.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
