Hugh Laurie Quotes

I had to groan a bit on the couch when my brow was mopped - as it is when you've been shot across the chest.

I'm here instead of having shoulder surgery. But I'm not sure which is more painful.

Nothing can make you more humble than pain.

People don't know what pain is until they suffer.

Pain is pain.

It still hurts," she whispered. "Even when you're doing it for someone else, that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked, or your wrist swelling, or your cuts from bleeding.

It's probably a merciful thing that pain is impossible to describe from memory

The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.

Pain is pain. It needs no description.

Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.

It was the worst hurt he had ever known.

Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes.

At least it was instant. At least there wasn't any pain." I knew he was only trying to help, but he didn't get it. There was pain. A dul endless pain in my gut that wouldn't go away even when I knelt on the stingingly frozen tile of the bathroom, dry-heaving.

Later on Lady Maccon was to describe that particular day as the worst of her life. She had neither the soul nor the romanticism to consider childbirth magical or emotionally transporting. So far as she could gather it mostly involved pain indignity and mess. There was nothing engaging or appealing about the process. And as she told her husband firmly she intended never to go through it again.

We forget very easily what gives us pain.

PAIN, n. An uncomfortable frame of mind that may have a physical basis in something that is being done to the body, or may be purely mental, caused by the good fortune of another.

I've had the most untraumatic life a human being can have. But I've always been drawn to those who have had far more complicated histories.

Everything you see on screen is real. By doing what we do, there's naturally going to be a lot of grimacing. And whimpering.

I never imagined what it would be like to spend a 12-hour day crying and covered in blood.

I've certainly experienced physical pain in my life.

The moral backbone of literature is about that whole question of memory. To my mind it seems clear that those who have no memory have the much greater chance to lead happy lives.

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.

It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror. Blood is a kind of horror. Women are born with horror in their very bloodstream. It is a biological thing.

I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

I know some people that have gone through serious struggles. People that were close to me, and I've seen some terrible things about people who lose it. So I think that type of pain is something that's human and that, actually, can help us look at ourselves a little bit.