Let no man ever cleave to things that are pleasant or to those that are unpleasant. Not to see what is pleasant is pain, and it is pain to see what is unpleasant.
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience, and we soon shall see them in their proper figures.
The art of life is the art of avoiding pain.
The body was created to be subservient to the Soul; while thou afflictest the Soul for the body’s pain, behold thou settest the body above it. As the wise afflicteth not himself, because a thorn teareth his garment; so the patient grieveth not his Soul because that which covereth it is injured.
You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
See the Wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of Pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again.
They talk of short-lived pleasures: be it so; pain dies as quickly, and lets her weary prisoner go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.
World’s use is cold, world’s love is vain, World’s cruelty is bitter bane; But is not the fruit of pain.
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were a day when it was not. It has no future but itself, its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive new periods of pain.
Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in other’s pain, And perish in our own.