An hour of pain is as long as a day of pleasure.
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 and pleasure like light and darkness, succeed each other.
There are no gains without pains.
Love can't be proven with poems, promises, or presents. Sometimes, only pain and patience can prove it.
There’s always a person that you hate for no reason.
An hour of pain is as long as a day of pleasure.
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 and pleasure like light and darkness, succeed each other.
There are no gains without pains.
Love can't be proven with poems, promises, or presents. Sometimes, only pain and patience can prove it.
There’s always a person that you hate for no reason.