Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

Pain and pleasure, like light and darkness, succeed each other.

Pain and pleasure, like light and darkness, succeed each other.

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it read more

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.

There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light read more

There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light in which we view things.

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.

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain read more

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others' pain And perish in our own.

Nature knows best, and she says, roar!

Nature knows best, and she says, roar!

Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.

Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.