And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is read more

And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the
pricks.

They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so read more

They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so meekly,
Spake with us on earth no more!

How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's read more

How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's laugh.

If you strike the goads with your fists, your hands suffer most.
[Lat., Si stimulos pugnis caedis manibus plus read more

If you strike the goads with your fists, your hands suffer most.
[Lat., Si stimulos pugnis caedis manibus plus dolet.]

It is a glorious thing to be indifferent to suffering, but only to one's own suffering.

It is a glorious thing to be indifferent to suffering, but only to one's own suffering.

I can sympathize with everything, except suffering.

I can sympathize with everything, except suffering.

People have to really suffer before they can risk doing what they love.

People have to really suffer before they can risk doing what they love.

In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have read more

In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have that consolation, and our worst agonies come to an end one day.

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.