Shane Koyczan Quotes

You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!

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

Everybody has their pain.

We're like everybody else. We hurt like everybody.

My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.

Anyone can relate to suffering in this world.

Discomfort of any kind becomes the basis for practice. We breathe in knowing our pain is shared.

If you think you’re the only person for whom life is painful, you’re wrong. And if you don’t mind letting yourself die like a dog, at least have the decency to remember that there are those of us who do care – although, to tell the truth, I don’t see why?

To each his suff'rings: all are men, / Condemn'd alike to groan, / The tender for another's pain; / Th' unfeeling for his own.

I FIND IT SO DIFFICULT NOT TO HATE, WHEN I DO NOT HATE I FEEL WE FEW ARE SO LONELY IN THE WORLD

We are all human beings, immigrant or non-immigrant. We all feel fear. We all love and become confused when we don't act as well as we would like to. We all get depressed and have feelings of uselessness. All of these things are true and have always been true.

Loss doesn't feel redeemable. But for me one consoling aspect is the recognition that, in this at least, none of us is different from anyone else: We all lose loved ones; we all face our own death.

If I told you the tragedy parts, we'd all sit here and cry.

The problem is, when I talk about heartbreak or whatever, people want to melt it down to some break-up of a relationship, but it's not about that. If you're a sensitive person, just stepping outside can be heartbreaking.

There's no hierarchy in suffering. I think songs that are transcendent are the ones where everyone can feel something from it, you know?

Anybody singing the blues is in a deep pit yelling for help.

Everyone has bad days, and when you're having a bad day, you think, 'Here I am being singled out by a hostile, malicious universe that is picking exclusively on me.' And then you read a book about bad days and realize they happen to everyone, not just tormented, persecuted you.

At the end of the day we feel the same; we all hurt.

Everybody faces pain. Everybody has trauma.

Loss and heartbreak are pretty universal.

Everybody has unhappiness.

Nobody knows the pain I've been through.

I know how it feels to lose.

Everyone can relate to struggle.

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