Pain and misery are two different words, which both hurt.

Because the possibility of pain is where love stems from.

That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt...

There's no hurt so great that love can't heal it.

The pains we inflict upon ourselves hurt most most of all.

A sight to touch e’en hatred’s self with pity.

after life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art

I bruise easily and sometimes I can’t stop bleeding.

There are kinds of pain that you can't speak out loud.

Too much of anything is not good. But I love her too much.

Just because someone says it is so doesn't mean it is.

Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

Great knowledge, makes a great pain, in the world of pain.

They say time heals all wounds. I am still waiting…

We don’t forget, but something vacant settles in us.