Suffering is universal. It's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

From recovery to rags and rags to recovery symbolizes art - a perfect compilation of human imperfections.

She was eight years old, with the body of a child, but her spirit was weighed down by an adult suffering.

Everywhere man is confronted with fate, with the chance of achieving something through his own suffering.

Hard times are a-coming, and people without useful, practical skills are going to suffer. Or suffer most.

Jesus says we are blessed when we are hated, ostracized, insulted, and ridiculed on earth, because of Him.

Suffering with another is typically not pure suffering; there is some good or positive in this experience.

I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

We may not understand why certain things occur in our lives, but we understand who to run to when they do.

Walk through pain, face it, lay down in it and rest. Get up and walk again, repeat until you reach the end.

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.

Time and sunshine healed a sore, but the process was slow, and new boils appeared if I didn't stay dry.

Once past the comfort zone in either direction, humans soon lost the ability to discriminate bad from worse.

Don't look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you'll know you're dead.