Pain, anguish, and suffering in human life are always in proportion to the strength with which a man is endowed.[La souffrance dans cette vie est en proportion des forces de l’homme.]
Pain was as much a part of knighthood as were swords and shields.
Pain was a fascinating horror.
Pain shared, my brother, is pain not doubled, but halved. No man is an island.
Pain or love or danger makes you real again.
Pain must enter into its glorified life of memory before it can turn into compassion.
Pain is like fabric: The stronger it is, the more it’s worth.
Pain is as diverse as man. One suffers as one can.[La douleur est diverse comme l’homme. On souffre comme on peut.]
Pain is a blunt and nonspecific diagnostic instrument.
Pain does not matter to a man.
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.[Страдание и боль всегда обязательны для широкого сознания и глубокого сердца.]
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
