We do not know what love is. We know the symptoms of it, the pleasure, the pain, the fear, the anxiety and so on. We try to solve the symptoms, which becomes a wandering in darkness. We spend our days and nights in this, and it is soon over in death.

Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.

People fear death even more than pain. It’s strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.

“It's strange how pain marks our faces, and makes us look like family.”

We fear violence less than our own feelings. personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

We fear violence less than our own feelings. personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.

There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humour and hurt.

Great is the power of habit. It teaches us to bear fatigue and to despise wounds and pain.

The aim of the wise is not to secure pleasure, but to avoid pain.