I don't like to see anyone suffer, and there's a very, very fine line between being healthy and working and totally down and out.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The capacity to suffer varies more than anything that I have observed in human nature.
I don't look at myself as suffering.
I feel blessed that I haven't seen or felt real pain to be immune to it. But I am dreading the time it comes. I feel blessed to have everything going fine. My parents' health is good, my brothers are well-settled, I have a great brother-in-law and my own career is doing fine. I hope and pray that I am fit and fine always.
We seem to be made to suffer. It's our lot in life.
I suffer from everyday life.
If you don't suffer, you don't get anything. Nothing easy in life.
To have a body is to suffer.
My illness is excruciating and difficult to cope with. It takes over your entire life and causes more suffering than I can describe.
We have the tendency to run away from suffering and to look for happiness. But, in fact, if you have not suffered, you have no chance to experience real happiness.
Suffering is a kind of ecstasy in a way. Having pain all the time makes me terribly, terribly grateful for every moment I've got.