Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes

We can never flee the misery that is within us.

People have so much pain inside them that they're not even aware of.

Pain - physical, emotional and spiritual pain - is more than just a condition that needs to be silenced, numbed or "fixed." Pain in all its forms is also a message, a kind of distress signal to our hearts and minds. There are times when it's really important to tune into that message and just listen to it. When we don't listen, our understanding of the world gets more and more distorted, and we become capable of doing things we very often regret.

I think emotional and mental pain is probably worse than physical pain. I think we don't realize that I have no arms or legs but we all have disabilities of some sort, some fear, some lost, some wishes that didn't come true, things we wish would be better.

Pain is always emotional. Fear and depression keep constant company with chronic hurting.

Pain of mind is worse than pain of body.

The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life.

happened as I listened: I felt pain. Not in my head, not in my arm, not in my leg; everywhere at once. I told myself there was no difference between being “inside” and being “outside,” that it all came down to X’s and O’s that could be acquired in any number of different ways, but the pain increased to a point where I thought I might collapse, and I limped away.

Remember the pain?' thought Artemis. I hate myself. I really do.

Phychical pain is more easily borne than physical; and if I had my choice between a bad conscience and a bad tooth, I should choose the former.

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

I've had my share of dark days of the soul. I try not to focus on it too much so it doesn't get to me.

No one wants to spend too long inside their own darkness.

I have had more trouble with myself than with any other man.

I imagine that one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, that they will be forced to deal with pain.

It's really hard to watch yourself.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

I hit my head against the wall because I don't want to know all the terrible things that I know about. I don't want to feel all these wretched things, but they're in me already. If I don't get rid of them, I'm not ever going to feel anything else.

How is it possible to exist with so much pain?

There's not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it.

Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

I am truly miserable - more so than I like to acknowledge to myself. Pride refuses to aid me. It has brought me into the scrape, and will not help me out of it.

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart

I could not answer the ceaseless inward question-why I thus suffered; now, at the distance of-I will not say how many years, I see it clearly.