Shawn Colvin Quotes

And I've known people who came out with a sense of torture.

I went through a lot of hard times. I went through a lot of struggle. A few times, I was in tears. It brought me to my knees just about.

I've dealt with a lot of physical pain, with a lot of emotional pain; anybody's who's ever been an alcoholic has handled both of those in extreme.

Everybody faces pain. Everybody has trauma.

Sometimes, you find peace through misery.

I have been through so much.

I've been through so much stuff that I hope even my enemies wouldn't have to go through.

I saw tough times, and there were many nights when I would just cry out aloud.

I think, losses, I think they teach you the most, but it's tough. I'm not gonna lie. It sucks. It's terrible. You can't sleep for two days.

It's never easy to watch. It's never great to see your friend or teammate put himself through hell.

This is painful and it will be for a long time.

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

Experience is valuable only when it has brought suffering and when the suffering has left its mark upon both body and mind.

Life is so damned hard, so damned hard... It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can't be hurt ever any more. That's the last and worst thing it does.

Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone. You must hurt or be hurt.

I know that happy things and fun things eventually come to an end. But things that are scary and sad come to an end too...they always do. Even if you can't always believe that , please don't give up. Live.

There are times when you get hit upon, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times you'd gladly part, With what you need to live

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

I've crossed lines of word and wire and both have cut me deep. I've been frozen out and I've been on fire, and the tears are mine to weep.

The longer I live, the less chance I'll ever recover from what life keeps doing to me.

For whatever reason, I don't know why, but Cambodians learned something in their suffering and their struggle that we have lost touch with.

I can't go on flying apart just for those who want the benefit of a few verbal kicks. My God, do you know what poems like that cost? They're not written vicariously: they come out of actual suffering, real madness.

AFFLICTION, n. An acclimatizing process preparing the soul for another and bitter world.

...the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.

Misery won't touch you gentle. It always leaves its thumbprints on you; sometimes it leaves them for others to see, sometimes for nobody but you to know of.