Deepest Pain Quotes Novels & Stories

Napakurap ako ng kunin ni Lola ang kamay kong mahigpit na nakahawak sa barandilya "I know nasaktan ka niya, but pain is part of life Yanna...Oo takot tayong masaktan,lahat tayo ayaw nating masaktan,.. pero hindi tayo matutoto kung hindi tayo masasaktan" "Hindi tayo magiging matatag kung walang bagay na magpapatatag sa'tin....And pain..pain can make us stronger..yah it's hard to get up but once we're back on our track again, we will be a better and stronger person than once we are" "Hija..you need to understand that..pain is a lesson" "L-lola?" "hindi ko sinasabing sangayon ako sa ginawa niyang pananakit sayo..all I trying to say is.... forgive"

sabay turo ni Sining sa pader na may nakadikit ngang quotes for life. "Hahaha siraulo! Napaniwala mo 'ko ro'n, ah? Akala ko favorite quote mo 'yon, eh, kaya kabisado mo!" bulalas ni Seb. "Pero kung words of wisdom para kay Jaq..." tinignan niya ako na para bang alam niya 'yong nararamdaman ko at alam niya ang sasabihin. "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world. Not even our troubles. Kaya cheer up, Jaq. God doesn't give us what we can handle, God helps us handle what we are given." she said straight to my face and gave me a bright smile after.

Naaamoy na naman ni Ada ang pamilyar na pabango. Kahit gusto niya itong itulak ay wala na siyang lakas pa para gawin iyon. Hinang-hina na siya sa kakaiyak. Hindi pa niya naranasan ang umiyak ng ganito. 'Yong tipong hindi niya alam kung ano ang gagawin para mawala ang sakit na nararamdaman. Napagtanto niyang totoo pala ang kasabihang ‘silent cries hurt the most'.

Pagkatapos ng ma-dramang eksena napag-desisyunan nila mag-movie marathon nagpaalam siya sa manager niya, bakit masakit makitang nasasaktan siya? Pagdating ni Alexie sa condo magaan ang hakbang pero mabigat ang dibdib. Parang ang daming tinik na lalabas pero ayaw lumabas. Sa elevator, she leaned against the mirrored wall—mas kita ang pagod sa mata niya. "I'm done with the pain," sabi niya kanina. Pero bakit hanggang ngayon nanginginig pa rin ang kamay niya? Maybe dahil hindi closure ang natanggap niya.

“Fuck! You’re hot! Ang taas ng lagnat mo. Sinasabi ko na nga ba at magkakasakit ka!” Nahimigan ko ang pagkataranta ng boses niya, ngunit hindi ako nakasagot ng unti-unti na akong mawalan ng malay. *** Love makes us vulnerable. George told me that love and pain are inseparable. Love will give you pain somewhere along the road. Some take it, and some would live to be hurt just to keep being hurt. And guess what? Hurting is fine. Those people who choose to run away from pain, I think, are as good as dead, and I don’t want to be like that. I still want to feel alive.

But most people must really face the pain—might it be unspoken or terrible. “If t-that’s the case. It’s fine with me, Attorney.” I couldn’t help myself but sob my heart out. The wound inside me was real. It came like a sudden blast out of nowhere. Some imaginary bullets from unknown dark places were hitting and killing me now with absolute brutality. It felt like my soul was already lying on the ground because I didn’t have any shield with me.

Kahit anino niya hindi ko nakita. “You were resenting me too deep. I couldn’t afford to show up for I was the one who gave you pain.” Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong maramdaman ngunit tila naiinis ako sa sinabi niya. Yes, it’s him who gave me pain. It’s him who made me feel that I did a mistake. It’s him who made me question things. But deep inside, my heart knows that it’s only him who can answer me. It’s also him, who can ease the pain.

Pumikit ako at nanatiling tahimik. “...But, you know, hurting doesn’t symbolize weakness. Mayroong mga bagay na akala natin hindi natin kaya pero at the end of the day, hindi natin namamalayan na kaya natin iyong lagpasan.” he said in monotone. “Life is about suffering, it isn't life if you’re not hurting…because if life has no suffering, what’s the purpose of living?”

“It hurts so much...” Mas idiniin ko ang palad sa dibdib, na para bang kaya nitong pigilan ang sakit na dumudurog sa akin mula sa loob. “It won’t stop hurting.” My breathing became uneven, and my vision blurred completely. “I don’t know what to do anymore...” A broken sob escaped my lips. “I tried...” A painful laugh escaped me before it dissolved into another sob. “I really tried...I tried so hard...”

Ang mga salita ko ay nagpatuloy, at sa bawat tanong ko, parang ang bawat sagot ay nakabaon sa mga sugat na hindi ko kayang pagalingin. Habang nakatayo si Dark sa tabi ko, ang sakit ay patuloy na bumangon mula sa aking dibdib. Ang mga salitang ipinapaabot ko sa kanya ay parang mga matatalim na pangungusap na sinusubok niyang tanggapin, pero hindi ko kayang pigilin ang galit ko. Quicee ay patuloy na binabantayan sa hospital, ngunit ang mga tanong ko kay Dark ay nagsisilbing mga sugat sa pagitan namin.