Paulo Coelho Quotes

One can bear anything. The pain we cannot bear will kill us outright.

The more one has suffered, the less one demands. To protest is a sign one has traversed no hell.

There was a point that I stopped crying. It's not just because I didn't feel pain anymore, not because I didn't feel sorrow. It was just to keep going. I mean, it just was to survive, to live.

I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.

There is an art in taking the whiplash of suffering full in the face, an art you must learn. Let each single attack exhaust itself; pain always makes single attacks, so that its bite may be more intense, more concentrated. And you, while its fangs are implanted and injecting their venom at one spot, do not forget to offer it another place where it can bite you, and so relieve the pain of the first.

No single, individual moment is in and of itself unendurable.

Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice.

One can bear anything of which one is able to conceive.

we do not die of anguish, we live on. We continue to suffer. We drink the cup drop by drop.

People live through such pain only once. Pain comes again—but it finds a tougher surface.

When I knew I couldn't suffer another moment of pain, and tears fell on my bloody bindings, my mother spoke softly into my ear, encouraging me to go one more hour, one more day, one more week, reminding me of the rewards I would have if I carried on a little longer. In this way, she taught me how to endure — not just the physical trials of footbinding and childbearing but the more torturous pain of the heart, mind, and soul.

At the least bear patiently, if thou canst not joyfully.

The heart must be beaten or bruised, and then the sweet scent will come out.

The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.

I do not murmur, even if my heart break.

Discipline is something we despise for the moment.... We all look for a place to run, an excuse with which to stall. No one enjoys it. Yet those of us who have endured it know that the fruit it produces and the pain from which it ultimately spares us makes it worth the agony.

Patience lightens the burthen we cannot avert.

Life can be so difficult at times but fighting through the pain is so worth it.

Life will hit you hard in the face, wait for you to get back up just so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.

Bear patiently, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things.

We must suffer to the end, to the moment when we stop believing in suffering.

Hey. Pain can last a moment, it can last a day, it can last a week, it can last a long..long time, but it can't last forever and the only thing that can last forever is if you quit.

It's amazing how much punishment we can take.

We have resolved to endure the unendurable and suffer what is insufferable.

Nobody can protect anybody else from vileness. Or from pain. All you can do is not let it break you in half and keep on going until you get to the other side.