Jim Butcher Quotes

They discovered that even in the face of pain that seems unbearable, even in the face of pain that wrings the last drop of blood out of your heart and leaves its scrimshaw tracery on the inside of your skull, life goes on. And pain grows dull, and begins to fade

Take courage; pain's extremity soon ends.

Pain, scorned by yonder gout-ridden wretch, endured by yonder dyspeptic in the midst of his dainties, borne bravely by the girl in travail. Slight thou art, if I can bear thee, short thou art if I cannot bear thee!

When pain is unbearable it destroys us; when it does not it is bearable.

The pain doesn't go away. You just make room for it.

There is an art in taking the whiplash of suffering full in the face, an art you must learn. Let each single attack exhaust itself; pain always makes single attacks, so that its bite may be more intense, more concentrated. And you, while its fangs are implanted and injecting their venom at one spot, do not forget to offer it another place where it can bite you, and so relieve the pain of the first.

Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice.

Seal my lips on aches and pains. They are increasing, and love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by.

My dad lived with pain his whole life.

Pain is a part of being alive, and we need to learn that. Pain does not last forever, nor is it necessarily unbeatable, and we need to be taught that.

Pain in this life is not avoidable, but the pain we create avoiding pain is avoidable.

You believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.

Pain didn't ever really stop, he thought; it just changed forms.

Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.

Pleasure is hard to come by, but pain is everywhere these days, I must learn to subsist on it.

we do not die of anguish, we live on. We continue to suffer. We drink the cup drop by drop.

There's no way that I know of to avoid pain absolutely, but suffering is the interpretation we choose to place on the pain we encounter.

Pain is inevitable. Misery is optional

People live through such pain only once. Pain comes again—but it finds a tougher surface.

I find now, swallowing one teaspoon of pain, that it drops downward to the past where it mixes with last year’s cupful and downward into a decade’s quart and downward into a lifetime’s ocean. I alternate treading water and deadman’s float.

The pain is what you make of it. You have to find something in it that yields. I understood my guiding imperative as: keep bleeding, but find some love in the blood.

it is not tears but determination that makes pain bearable.

Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.

I've certainly experienced physical pain in my life.

I can take more pain than anyone.