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.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive.
Men are more sensitive to pain than to pleasures.
Pain has its own noble joy, when it starts a strong consciousness of life, from a stagnant one.
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.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
The pain is there to remind me that I'm still alive.
Men are more sensitive to pain than to pleasures.
Pain has its own noble joy, when it starts a strong consciousness of life, from a stagnant one.