Max Lucado Quotes

Everybody has their pain.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

There's only one thing that's certainAnd that's everybody, everybody's hurting

Sometimes, pain is all that lets you know you're alive.

Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.

There is some suffering that awaits us all.

I'm just a guy. If you hit me, I hurt, and if you cut me, I bleed.

No one doesn't have loss. No one doesn't have pain.

Pain is pain.

What need is there to weep over parts of life? The whole of it calls for tears.

There is nothing alive more agonized than man / of all that breathe and crawl across the earth.

To become a man was something, but to become a man of sorrows was far more; to bleed, and die, and suffer.

And that wreched creature without hands or feet, who had to be put to bed and fed like a child, that pitiable remnant of a man, whose almost vanished life was nothing more than one scream of pain, cried out in furious indignation: 'What a fool one must be to go and kill oneself!' " - 'Joy of Life

Pain is pain. It needs no description.

As human beings, nobody gets out of this world free. We all have to do some suffering before we leave.

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.

All pain is the same. Only the details are different.

Pain is a message, and you can choose to ignore that message.

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

Life: another day, another dolor.

What a blessed if painful thing, this business of being alive.

It was only when the salt water of my tears ran into my cuts and made them sting that I discovered I was crying.

Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong.

We mortals with immortal minds are only born for sufferings and joys, and one could almost say that the most excellent receive joy through sufferings.

The hardest thing we are asked to do in this world is to remain aware of suffering, suffering about which we can do nothing.