The pain you feel isn’t because of what you are. It’s the life you’ve had. But life can change. You can become better.
Pain of losing a child never leaves you.
Pain makes your world very small.
Pain is weakness leaving your body.
Pain doesn’t know right and wrong. It lives with you regardless.
My wife died in pain, and I had a stroke, which stole almost all my memories of her. Being scared of you would be a real waste of my time.
It’s not only love that resides in the heart, John. It’s pain.
I’ve learned you can always make things more painful.
I see their pain. On some level, I even understand their pain. I just can’t feel their pain.
I grew up with God in my house. All He brought was more pain.
Good Book says pain is its own teacher.
From blood and pain come perfection.
