Tablo Quotes

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

My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

I feel a sense of sadness and joy. Mostly sadness though about what I've experienced and sadness about what others have experienced in reference to the stroke.

Imprisonment hit me so hard - much harder than I had thought.

I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.

Seeing your parents fall apart is really rough. I wouldn't wish it on anybody.

I have seen things in my life that have broken me in spirit.

I have lived poverty. I didn't choose it. No one would choose humiliation, pain, and rage.

Slipknot started out of tragedy.

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

In my own life, I have found grief to be enormously distorting, particularly if it's sudden or extreme in nature.

But how to explain suffering because of a man? It's not explainable. With that kind of suffering, a person feels as if they're in hell, because there is no nobility, no greatness - only misery.

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

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.

Life ain't fair. It ain't. Not never. It's pointless and stupid and there's only suffering and pain and people who want to hurt you. You can't love nothing or no one cuz it'll all be taken away or ruined and you'll be left alone and constantly having to fight, constantly having to run just to stay alive.

You encountered a misery near the end of the day and it took a while to gauge its full extent. Some miseries had sharp curvature and could be negotiated readily. Others had almost no curvature and you knew you'd be spending hours turning the corner. Great whopping-big planet-sized miseries.

My soul is a dark ploughed field In the cold rain; My soul is a broken field Ploughed by pain.

I felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?

Here is The Boy with the Thorn in His Side, dying in your world. A man made monster with every human emotion, overdosed on worthlessness in a world that could never wrap it’s head around him (so don’t even try). When it’s all over just remember every single word you ever said was always just a bullet to his head. Bury him underground between friends and love - the only things that are gonna make it to the end with him. Look for his body buried beneath where the yellow weeds are growing and know he’s still living in his nightmares.

Couldn't the wrong sort of living turn anyone mean? I remembered very well that one day back in Yoroido, a boy pushed me into a thorn bush near the pond. By the time I clawed my way out I was mad enough to bite through wood. If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even stone can be worn down with enough rain.

The whole world can become the enemy when you lose what you love.

Sometimes I don't know what to say; the pain never stops. The cloud never goes away, the rain never drops

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to bear. Each time she opened her eyes, she'd quickly shut them. And wish that she had woken up for the very last time.

The wisdom of others remains dull till it is writ over with our own blood. We are essentially apart from the world; it bursts into our consciousness only when it sinks its teeth and nails into us.

O, you have torn my life all to pieces... made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!