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Easier there are people who voluntarily go to death than those who patiently endure pain.

One who knows pain better applies to people is not weakness.

It is necessary to RUB salt in the wounds
To better remember, let them get sick.

Prayer purifies the soul, and the pain - body.

Which end do I choose? Jump or burn? Perhaps, after all, will jump, because then you will not feel any pain. On the other hand, I probably will, because that still leaves a chance for salvation, and if not, in fact, feeling pain is still better than nothing, not to feel, right?

Don't get used [to the pain], it is too easy to get along, and that's a dangerous potion. It lurks in our povsednevnye, hidden suffering, in our denials, after which we blame the love that our dreams have not come true. The pain, showing your true face, frightening and alluring, as under the guise of sacrifice and self-denial. Of self-denial or cowardice. Whatever repeated the man, as if in words nor rejected the pain, he will always find a means and way to find her, to love her, to make her become part of his life.

So it was and always will be, says Mr. Whittier. For the same reason, the children of our children's children will always have to fight with each other. Disease and hunger, they will not go away. Because we like pain, our pain. We love when things are bad. But we never admit it.

I would like to advise all parents who have lost a small child: think of a hobby. It's amazing how quickly you learn to dissociate itself from the past, when you have something to occupy my hands and my head. You can survive anything - even the most terrible pain. Only you need something that will distract you. Try to embroider. Or make lampshades of stained glass.

A good way to forget about the whole - carefully consider the details.
A good way to isolate themselves from the pain is to focus on the details.

Of all the sensations available to our body and affect the mind, intense pain is the cleanest, because it expels all of our consciousness and forces us to focus only on her. In that situation we can never achieve a similar effect.

Pain's power.

When five-year-old child is in pain, he makes a noise in the whole world. In ten years he quietly sobs. And when you turn fifteen, you get used to clamping his mouth with his hands, so no one could hear no sound, and cry silently. You bleed but no one sees. You get used to the poisoned fruit growing on the tree of your pain.

I've always wanted to inflict pain on others, and force others to hurt me.