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Affliction is but the shadow of God's wing.
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark,
And has the nature of infinity.
All pain is a punishment, and every punishment is inflicted for love as much as for justice.
Sin ensnares, then enslaves.
In our instinctive rebellion against pain, we are children again, and demand an active will to wreak our vengeance on.
Vices are their own punishment
When one individual comes into intimate contact with another, she - or he, of course, as the case may be - must almost inevitably receive or inflict suffering.
He who suffers conquers.
Affliction comes to the believer not to make him sad, but sober; not to make him sorry, but wise. Even as the plow enriches the field so that the seed is multiplied a thousandfold, so affliction should magnify our joy and increase our spiritual harvest.
Diseases crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry them, wither them, rivel them up like old apples, make them as so many Anatomies.
The greatest evil is physical pain.
Affliction is a divine diet which though it be not pleasing to mankind, yet almighty God hath often imposed it as a good, thought bitter, physic, to those children whose souls are dearest to him.
When you are instructed by affliction, you can become a comforter to the afflicted.
The Peerless Scarred know that dark deeds are carried through life. They cannot be outrun. They must be worn if one is to rule. This is their first lesson.
Woes and wonders of Power, that tonic hell, synthesis of poison and panacea.
Afflictions are but as a dark entry into our Father's house.
The wrong that rouses our angry passions finds only a medium in us; it passes through us like a vibration, and we inflict what we have suffered.
She lavishes pain with generosity.
Revenge proves itself to be its own executioner.
The dark Gods of pain are surfacing from the immemorial filth of time ...
That which is injurious loses its capacity to harm when it is brought into the light, and we attract to us that which we emanate.
In 1984 the lust for power is satisfied by inflicting pain; in Brave New World, by inflicting a hardly less humiliating pleasure.
Vice leaves repentance in the soul, like an ulcer in the flesh, which is always scratching and lacerating itself; for reason effaces all other griefs and sorrows, but it begets that of repentance.
After identifying the scope of suffering, we need to discover its sources, which are twofold: afflictive, or counterproductive, emotions, and contaminated karmas.
Generally speaking, punishment makes men hard and cold; it concentrates; it sharpens the feeling of alienation; it strengthens the power of resistance
Labour to grow better under all your afflictions, lest your afflictions grow worse, lest God mingle them with more darkness, bitterness and terror.
Afflictions clarify the soul.
He who causes suffering shall suffer. There is no escape.
Pain hurts, just as greed intoxicates and lust burns.
Benefits bestowed upon the evil-disposed, increase their means of injuring you.
Pain rises. From the heart to the head pain rises.
Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.
excoriated and burned, mapped and measured and meted
Affliction comes to us all ... not to impoverish, but to enrich us, as the plough enriches the field; to multiply our joy, as the seed, by planting, is multiplied a thousand-fold.
So much does suffering blunt even the coarsest sensations of men
Affliction is a bruising of a blessing; but it is a blessing from the hand of God.
I will take it all: tongs, molten lead, prongs, garrotes, all that burns, all that tears, I want to truly suffer. Better one hundred bites, better the whip, vitriol, than this suffering in the head, this ghost of suffering which grazes and caresses and never hurts enough.
The infernal storm, eternal in its rage, sweeps and drives the spirits with its blast; it whirls them, lashing them with punishment. When they are swept back past their place of judgment then come the shrieks, laments, and anguished cries; there they blaspheme God's almighty power.
Affliction is the wholesome soil of virtue, where patience, honor, sweet humility, and calm fortitude, take root and strongly flourish.
The cadence of suffering has begun.
Wise men will apply their remedies to vices, not to names; to the causes of evil which are permanent, not to occasional organs by which they act, and the transitory modes in which they appear.
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head
The pain we inflict upon ourselves hurt most of all.
He who welcomes anger impairs himself.
He who harbors hate harms himself.
He who entertains envy consumes himself.
He who accommodates bitterness hurts himself.
He who cherishes greed injures himself.
Floods, fires, earthquakes, disease, starvation, betrayal, isolation, murder.
What doesn't kill us sharpens us. Hardens us. Schools us.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.
There are some poisons which, before they kill men, allay pain and diffuse a soothing sensation through the frame. We may recognize the hour of enjoyment they procure, but we must not separate it from the price at which it was purchased.
Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
I am an exile; but it is the fault that pains;
The punishment is nought; that it is deserved
Is all the pain.
Let's make us med'cines of our great revenge, To cure this deadly grief.
Injustice experienced in the flesh, in deeply wounded flesh, is the stuff out of which change explodes.
Affliction hardens those whom it does not soften.
Affliction equips the suffering to empathize with others in anguish and not only does it strengthen them, it enables them to be consoling comforters in a world full of hurt.
afflict; - he had become a clod of earth, and his life was vanished like a shadow!
Rewards and punishments, to speak frankly, are the desk of the soul, that is, a means of enslaving a child's spirit, and better suited to provoke than to prevent deformities.
There is no evil that does not promise inducements. Avarice promises money; luxury, a varied assortment of pleasures; ambition, a purple robe and applause. Vices tempt you by the rewards they offer.
An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance!
One's worst enormities remain within, and it is only one's vulgar commonplaces of error and folly that turn into murders and suicides, treasons, infidelities, and betrayals.
It is as expedient that a wicked man be punished as that a sick man be cured by a physician; for all chastisement is a kind of medicine.
For if I wimp my wing on thine. Affliction shall advance the flight in me.
All the objects pursued by the multitude not only bring no remedy that tends to preserve our being, but even act as hinderances, causing the death not seldom of those who possess them, and always of those who are possessed by them.
punishment had not been spared--with best results in patience and purification
The furnace of affliction comes from doing what seems right in our own eyes ...
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
Pain is no evil, unless it conquers us.
Henceforth, I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself, 'Enough, enough, and die.
Count each affliction, whether light or grave, God's messenger sent down to thee.
The object of punishment is to ... lift the man up; to stamp out his bad nature and wicked disposition.
Pain is the hammer of the Gods to break a dead resistance in the mortal's heart
Being conscious of having done a wicked action leaves stings of remorse behind it, which, like an ulcer in the flesh, makes the mind smart with perpetual wounds; for reason, which chases away all other pains, creates repentance, shames the soul with confusion, and punishes it with torment.
One Pain, Hundred Reliefs!
Evoke at painful junctures, when discouragement threatens to raise its head, the image of a vast cretinous mouth, red blubber and slobbering, in solitary confinement, extruding indefatigably, with a noise of wet kisses and washing in a tub, the words that obstruct it.
Invoking brings the heart closer to the hereafter and keeps the world away from the heart, even though the world is around it. Invoking warns the heedless heart to abandon its pleasures and deceptions.
And death unloads thee.
Foolish people inflict pain upon them self which is worse than what an enemy can bring upon.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
Divine is the task to relieve pain
Vices are ingredients of virtues just as poisons are ingredients of remedies. Prudence mixes and tempers them and uses them effectively against life's ills.
Pain is an outcry of sin.
Behold, on wrong Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong.
Afflictions are the steps to heaven.
With a bloody flux of oaths vows deep revenge.
By means of all created things, without excaption, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined it as distant and inaccessible, when in fact we live steeped in its burning layers
Pain demands to be felt.
Through tattered clothes great vices do appear; Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold and the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks. Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw does pierce it.
Implacable hate, patient cunning, and a sleepless refinement of device to inflict the extremest anguish on an enemy, these things are evil; and, although venial in a slave are not to be forgiven in a tyrant; although
Revenge is as the tigers spring,
Deadly, and quick, and crushing; yet, as real
Torture is theirs, what they inflict they feel.
There is no tyrant as merciless as pain.
Pain plants the flag of truth within a rebel fortress.
Discovery is the chance they never had, to tell, on oath, how wickedness infects a life. One's only life. Beyond one's will, evil comes, looking for a surprise soft spot, a place to inject its poison.
Affliction promotes holiness. The more the diamond is cut, the more it sparkles!
Pain that is not transformed is transmitted.
Glory follows afflictions, not as the day follows the night but as the spring follows the winter; for the winter prepares the earth for the spring, so do afflictions sanctified prepare the soul for glory.
Affliction may be lasting, but it is not everlasting. Affliction was a sting, but withal a wing: sorrow shall soon fly away.
The pain is the outcome of our bad deeds.
Of its persistent, artless strain: Naught so can soothe a soul's own pain, As making glad another soul!
You menace others with your deadly fangs. But in tormenting them, you are only tormenting yourselves.
When an immortal passion breathes in mortal clay;
Our hearts endure the scourge, the plaited thorns, the way
Crowded with bitter faces, the wounds in palm and side,
The vinegar-heavy sponge, the flowers by Kedron stream ...
Evil gains work their punishment.
Pain is erased when inflicted upon others.