C. S. Lewis Quotes

Pain of mind is worse than pain of body.

Depression...so mysteriously painful and elusive.

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.

Depression is about as close as you get to somewhere between dead and alive, and it's the worst.

Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls

But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.

Depression - that limp word for the storm of black panic and half-demented malfunction - had over the years worked itself out in Charlotte's life in a curious pattern. Its onset was often imperceptible: like an assiduous housekeeper locking up a rambling mansion, it noiselessly went about and turned off, one by one, the mind's thousand small accesses to pleasure.

My brain is sending poison to my heart.

Suffering... is not just lots of pain but pain amplified by distinctly human emotions such as regret, self-pity, shame, humiliation, and dread.

The mind grows sicker than the body in contemplation of it's suffering.

It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.

He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.

My heart was broken and my head was just barely inhabitable

The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.

Pain is the mind. It's the mind. It's the thoughts of the mind.

I started having anxiety attacks and panic attacks. I would cry myself to sleep every night and wish I could go back in time and get my life back and be a human again instead of a photo op.

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.

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

A lean sorrow is hardest to bear.

I'm not going to stop torturing myself till I figure out the cause of my pain.

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.

Your melancholy. Or depression. Along with nine-tenths of the afflictions I've studied, diagnosed, attempted to treat. Call them whatever you like, but they're just different names for loneliness. That's what lets the darkness in. That's what you have to fight.

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.