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pain torment
Her pain was very apparent, the torment she was in. Adrienne Barbeau
pain love-is fire
Love is a fiend, a fire, a heaven, a hell Where pleasure, pain, and sad repentance dwell Richard Barnfield
pain thinking gains
What we most value, we shall think no pains too great to gain. Richard Baxter
pain night mad
Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations. Rebecca West
pain tolerance endurance
Pain, tolerance, endurance-when it comes down to that point, there's always something left. You just have to find it. Ryan Lochte
pain smoking want
What a weird thing smoking is and I can't stop it. I feel cosy, have a sense of well-being when I'm smoking, poisoning myself, killing myself slowly. Not so slowly maybe. I have all kinds of pains I don't want to know about and I know that's what they're from. But when I don't smoke I scarcely feel as if I'm living. I don't feel as if I'm living unless I'm killing myself. Russell Hoban
pain moving talking
When all the archetypes burst out shamelessly, we plumb the depths of Homeric profundity. Two clichés make us laugh but a hundred clichés moves us because we sense dimly that the clichés are talking among themselves, celebrating a reunion. . . . Just as the extreme of pain meets sensual pleasure, and the extreme of perversion borders on mystical energy, so too the extreme of banality allows us to catch a glimpse of the Sublime. Umberto Eco
pain animal heaven
There is only one thing that arouses animals more than pleasure, and that is pain. Under torture you are as if under the dominion of those grasses that produce visions. Everything you have heard told, everything you have read returns to your mind, as if you were being transported, not toward heaven, but toward hell. Under torture you say not only what the inquisitor wants, but also what you imagine might please him, because a bond (this, truly, diabolical) is established between you and him. Umberto Eco
pain self trying
One thing I'm recognizing more and more in myself - and looking to change - is going down more of a self-destructive path when I feel pain. I'm trying to avoid that as much as possible. That is an impulse, when I feel out of control. Tyler Blackburn
lying moving hunting
As someone who has shot in most disciplines, I can tell the House that when one is lying on ones stomach in Bisley with a sling round ones arm to hold the rifle steady, it is hard enough to hit the target on the right spot even when it is obligingly staying still. Foxes do not stay still. They move with remarkable rapidity. Richard Page
lying hate people
There was too much hatred in the world; it was manifestly as dangerous as gunpowder, yet people let it lie about, in the way of ignition. Rebecca West
lying book reading
The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore it is dumb. Umberto Eco
lying book reflection
Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treausre of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors. Umberto Eco
lying passion insane
The only truth lies in learning to free ourselves from insane passion for the truth. Umberto Eco
lying practice dames
Dames lie about anything - just for practice. Raymond Chandler
lying political hours
In politics, a lie unanswered becomes truth within 24 hours. Willie Brown
lying white introducing
White lies always introduce others of a darker complexion. William S. Paley
lying book men
When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man. William S. Burroughs
passion public spent
Her passion was never spent in public display. Maya Angelou
passion rivalry ultimate
I think it's the ultimate rivalry in the SEC. There's always a little more passion when it comes to this game. Rick Clausen
passion air castles
To know your ruling passion, examine your castles in the air. Richard Whately
passion purpose ignite
Purpose directs passion and passion ignites purpose. Rhonda Britten
passion games feeling-alone
To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?…There is nobody—here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition and emulation, all so skilfully organised to prevent feeling alone. Virginia Woolf
passion successful empowering
Whatever you want to do, do with full passion and work really hard towards it. Don't look anywhere else. There will be a few distractions, but if you can be true to yourself, you will be successful for sure. Virat Kohli
passion men rights
We [Americans] have a great ardor for gain; but we have a deep passion for the rights of man. Woodrow Wilson
passion years play
Jazz is a big thing with me. It's a very big passion of mine, to play it. I'm an amateur musician and I love everything about it. I was obsessed with jazz when I was 15 years old and I know a lot about it because I've loved it so much. Woody Allen
passion men soul
What is a Poet? He is a man speaking to men: a man, it is true, endued with more lively sensibility, more enthusiasm and tenderness, who has a greater knowledge of human nature, and a more comprehensive soul, than are supposed to be common among mankind; a man pleased with his own passions and volitions, and who rejoices more than other men in the spirit of life that is in him; delighting to contemplate similar volitions and passions as manifested in the goings-on of the universe, and habitually impelled to create them where he does not find them. William Wordsworth