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    The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
    And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness of the strain.
    - Sarah Williams ("Saidie"),

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The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and read more

The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and yet unseen,
takes the water out of the steam.

by Jay T Found in: Pain Quotes,
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There is purpose in pain,
Otherwise it were devilish.

There is purpose in pain,
Otherwise it were devilish.

by Lord Lytton Found in: Pain Quotes,
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The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

by Publilius Syrus Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.

by Lance Armstrong Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.

Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.

by George Eliot Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

by J.k. Rowling Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.

Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.

by George Meredith Found in: Pain Quotes,
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

by Lord Alfred Tennyson Found in: Pain Quotes,
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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.

by Robert Burns Found in: Pain Quotes,
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