Joy and pain are like sunshine and rain.
Men are more sensitive to pain than to pleasures.
Pain is love and love is pain.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
Pain is such an uncomfortable feeling that even a tiny amount of it is enough to ruin every enjoyment.
The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive.
Joy and pain are like sunshine and rain.
Men are more sensitive to pain than to pleasures.
Pain is love and love is pain.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
Pain is such an uncomfortable feeling that even a tiny amount of it is enough to ruin every enjoyment.
The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive.