Pain is such an uncomfortable feeling that even a tiny amount of it is enough to ruin every enjoyment.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
No pain, no palm; no thorns, no throne; no gall, no glory; no cross, no crown.
Pain has its own noble joy, when it starts a strong consciousness of life, from a stagnant one.
Joy and pain are like sunshine and rain.
Pain is such an uncomfortable feeling that even a tiny amount of it is enough to ruin every enjoyment.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
No pain, no palm; no thorns, no throne; no gall, no glory; no cross, no crown.
Pain has its own noble joy, when it starts a strong consciousness of life, from a stagnant one.
Joy and pain are like sunshine and rain.