Kamal Haasan Quotes

A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.

I've always been scared to death of pain - afraid, even, to think of it.

No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on something else, to pass the time and to distract her from the situation she was in, the fear came trickling out. It hovered like a cloud of gas around her, threatening to penetrate her pores and poison her.

I must perish in this deplorable folly. Thus, thus, and not otherwise, shall I be lost. I dread the events of the future, not in themselves, but in their results. I shudder at the thought of any, even the most trivial, incident, which may operate upon this intolerable agitation of soul. I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect-in terror. In this unnerved-in this pitiable condition-I feel that the period will sooner or later arrive when I must abandon life and reason together, in some struggle with the grim phantasm, FEAR.

How much more suffering is caused by the thought of death than by death itself.

At least it was instant. At least there wasn't any pain." I knew he was only trying to help, but he didn't get it. There was pain. A dul endless pain in my gut that wouldn't go away even when I knelt on the stingingly frozen tile of the bathroom, dry-heaving.

Fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself.

My fears are agitated to an extreme degree and the dread of death involves me in a stupor of chilling indisposition.

I'm terrified I'm about to die, or that all the people I love are about to die, every second of every day.

Pain is the question mark turned like a fishhook in the human heart.

Sometimes I feel like a human pin cushion. Every painful emotion hits me with ridiculously exaggerated force. And the anxiety feels like hands inside of me, squeezing my guts really hard.

Being ill like this combines shock - this time I will die - with a pain and agony that are unfamiliar, that wrench me out of myself.

Misery is a match that never goes out.

I am a man whose mind has been ulcerated with a variety of embarrassments for 30 weary months.

A craven fear of death is sweeping across America.

People who have been made to suffer by certain things cannot be reminded of them without a horror which paralyses every other pleasure

True it is that each of us has only one life - but how many of us 'die a thousand deaths' in fear and nervousness!

There's a lot of people out here faking a smile on their face like they got it together but inside actually suffering from some sort of traumatic experience, a loss, depressed, fearful, envious or whatever the case may be, but I can feel it.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

There’s no conscious thing on the face of the world that doesn’t know dread more intimately than its own heartbeat.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

For pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of time, of space ; the sense also of extreme fixity in passing objects ; and sounds very remote and then very close ; flesh being gashed and blood sparting, a joint suddenly twisted - beneath all of which appears something very important, yet remote, to be just held in solitude.” — Virginia Woolf, The Waves

It is fear that is the greatest cause of misery in the world.

It's fear, Jack. The man deals with a huge amount of fear.' Because he got hurt?' No, not entirely. Fear comes with imagination, it's a penalty, it's the price of imagination.

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