Unacknowledged Suffering Quotes

Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.

Us investigators who went out into the field were faced on occasion with a lot of anger, by people saying why has it taken you five or six year to come and see me?

But a wound unfelt is a wound unhealed.

The schools would fail through their silence, the Church through its forgiveness, and the home through the denial and silence of the parents. The new generation has to hear what the older generation refuses to tell it.

People don't set out being bad. They have deep pain inside.

This abuse cannot be a lifelong diet without a price. It gets in your craw…. These things cannot accumulate without some anger.

In my experience, the men of World War II, the vets of Vietnam, even guys coming back from Iraq, are loath to talk about their experiences. And the survivors of the Holocaust, particularly, are often very close-mouthed about their stories, even to their own children.

The title of my book is 'American Histories,' plural. And as far as I'm concerned, my reading of history is it is a sort of nightmare. It is a sort of nightmare, and I'm trying to wake up from it. And as any nightmare, it's full of much that is unspeakable.

Black women have been screaming about famous predators like R&B singer R. Kelly, who allegedly preys on black girls, for well over a decade to no avail.

When 10 Blacks die in this country, Whites don't care. It is as if flies had died.

I'm sick of making bloody history.

We know about every massacre that has taken place close to the present, but the ones in the distant past are like trees falling in the forest with no one to hear them.

The son of the victim, you know, has been virtually forgotten until recently.

History... is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.

You never know what goes on behind closed doors.

You never know what is going on in someone's head when they you think they are leading the perfect life.

Victims don't want to know they're victims. I guess that's just victim psychology: if you don't know about it, it's not really happening.

I've had every advantage in the world, despite the 18 years of silence which were nobody's fault but mine.

I hate both of my parents right now: for sitting quietly in our house, while out in the darkness my heart was beating away all of the seconds of my life, ticking them off one by one until my time was up; for letting the thread between us stretch so far and so thin that the moment it was severed for good they didn't even feel it.

Each generation drives its plow over the bones of the dead.

Even to me, as I was trying to tell the government what had happened, it just didn't seem to matter.

Under normal circumstances, if the centerpiece of a president's campaign is helping the disadvantaged and we are our brother's keeper, the idea that this same guy has an actual brother living in third-world poverty without any help from Obama, this would have been on the cover of 'The New York Times.' But none of them are touching it.

I don't think that much about my relationship with my mother and what it did to me. I sometimes feel terrible regret about her, what her life must have been like. Often, when I'm enjoying something, I think of how meager her rewards were and how much courage, in a way, she needed to go on living.

We don't like our lives being monitored, so when someone dies alone, perhaps there are always answers that remain out of reach.

You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.