“A man can gasp out his life beside you-and you feel none of it. Pity, Sympathy, sure-but you don't feel the pain. Your belly is whole and that's what counts. A half-yard away someone's world is snuffled out in roaring agony-and you feel nothing. That's the misery of the world.” MenWorldFeelsWholePainHalfMiseryPityAgonyYardsBellyRoaringBeside You Author:Erich Maria Remarque
“There is a curious comfort in letting go. After the agony, letting go brings numbness, and after the numbness, clarity. As if I can see the world for the first time, and my place in it, independent of you, a whole vista of what may be. Even if it is not grand or inspiring, it is real and solid, unlike the fantasy I've built around you. I will do this. I will triumph over you.” IfsWorldFirstsMayI CanRealWholeFantasyComfortLetting GoFirst TimeBuiltIndependentClarityCuriousTriumphOver YouAgonyNumbnessVistas Author:Julie Berry
“Prostrate, see Thy cross I grasp,And Thy pierced feet I clasp;Gracious Jesus, spurn me not;On me, with compassion fraught,Let Thy glances fall.Thy cross of agony,My Beloved, look on me;Turn me wholly unto Thee;"Be thou whole," say openly:"I forgive thee all.” LooksWholeTurnsFallJesusCompassionFeetCrossesForgivingTheeBelovedAgonyGlancesGraciousTurn Me Author:Bernard of Clairvaux