If you have a dog or a cat, you know how developed they can be. How sensitive, how aware. They suffer. We all do.
Pain is important: how we evade it, how we succumb to it, how we deal with it, how we transcend it.
Pain doesn't have a face and pain doesn't have a certain way of adjusting. Pain is universal.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
Pain is an event. It happens to you, and you deal with it in whatever way you can.
I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.
The pains of childbirth were altogether different from the enveloping effects of other kinds of pain. These were pains one could follow with one's mind.
You can't ever guess at life, at pain. All pain is real, and all pain is personal. It's the most personal thing we have. It eats each of us differently.
When it comes to pain, love, joy, loneliness, and fear, a rat is a pig is a dog is a boy.
I've certainly experienced physical pain in my life.
When you know what pain is, and when you have to make a choice, you learn that it is a decision. People think it's a fairytale thing, love and happiness, but you have to work hard. And then - you feel it deeply.
I never take medication for pain. I want to know if the pain is getting better or worse.
Physical pain is problematic because it's very difficult to transcend that. Sometimes you're just in physical pain, and that's a bummer. Even then, there are beautiful things involved in the healing of that. I've experienced some.
I actually had kind of one of those crazy experiences where when I hit, it was black out excruciating pain, and then white out absence of pain, and the subconscience thought that I want to go back.
There have not been many occasions when I have bowled pain free and generally you are not 100 percent.
Unborn children can experience pain even more so than adults as the baby has more pain receptors per square inch than at any other time in its life.
Ideas about life organize perception; names of emotions organize sensations; rules of syntax organize thought. But pain comes on its own.
We all know pain doesn't exist without some coexisting depression.
I think about the meaning of pain. Pain is personal. It really belongs to the one feeling it. Probably the only thing that is your own. I like mine.
There are only so many ways to experience pain. There are an almost limitless number of ways to inflict it, but the pain itself, initially vividly distinct in all its specifications, becomes, inevitably, just pain.
Of all the things we can feel with our minds and bodies, severe pain is the purest, for it drives everything else from our awareness and focuses us as perfectly as we can ever be focused.
You don't know anything about pain until you've seen your own baby drowned in a tub... and you definitely don't know anything about how to wash a baby.
All pain is the same.
Any expectation is what pain is.
In my child's-eye view, whenever I was exposed to pain, it meant that my mother had let me down.
