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!

I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the people there was
none with me: for I will tread read more

I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the people there was
none with me: for I will tread them in mine anger, and trample
them in my fury; and their blood shall be sprinkled upon my
garments, and I will stain all my raiment.

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

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.

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.

We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it in full.

We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it in full.

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
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To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
Th' unfeeling for his own.
Yet ah! why should they know their fate,
Since sorrow never comes too late,
And happiness too swiftly flies?
Thought would destroy their paradise.

Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam read more

Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam hominibus quam quae
metuant.]