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Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, read more
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;
One desperate grief cures with another's languish.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.
Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.
Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.
Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.
They can't hurt you unless you let them.
They can't hurt you unless you let them.
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled read more
Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever
It's odd that you can get so anesthetized by your own pain or your own problem that you don't quite read more
It's odd that you can get so anesthetized by your own pain or your own problem that you don't quite fully share the hell of someone close to you.
Pain is life--the sharper, the more evidence of life.
Pain is life--the sharper, the more evidence of life.