When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.

When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.

Pain is no longer pain when it is past.

Pain is no longer pain when it is past.

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.

Pain is life--the sharper, the more evidence of life.

Pain is life--the sharper, the more evidence of life.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give,
And die of nothing but a rage to live.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give,
And die of nothing but a rage to live.

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

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.

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.