Naruto Quotes About Pain Novels & Stories

"Hush baby, you're strong and brave, right? Don't cry, it's okay..." Mariin kong kinagat ang labi ko habang nakatakip pa rin ang palad sa aking tenga. Hindi ko na kaya, but that voice... Nico's voice. He calmed me for a moment. But still... the pain was still there. In my heart. Can I take it? Can I endure it? Nobody knows what I had been through. I am fighting alone, and no one can help me except for myself.

" Hindi nakasagot si Ninong. Literal na hindi niya sinagot ang tanong ko. Silent means, yes. "Pain changes people, but I ever regrets na minahal ko siya. She's beautiful disaster." Natahimik ako. Mayamaya ay pekeng ngumiti dahil sa huling sinabi nito. Pain changes people. Exactly. "Pain changes people."

When I felt the pain, I accepted that it was real and I was still alive. I smiled bitterly as the torment from the previous night suddenly crept and disturbed me again. My eyes shut tightly to ignore the excruciating pain before finally having the guts to open it. Nilibot ko ang aking mata sa kabuuan ng kuwarto upang magmasid habang inaalala kung ano ang nangyari bago ako nawalan ng malay.

Hindi nagbago ang ekspresyon sa mukha ni Charlie at sinabi niya lang nang malamig, “Gusto mong pugutan ako ng ulo? Kahit hindi na natin banggitin na may dalawang kamay ka lang, kahit na may walong kamay ka, imposible pa rin ito para sa iyo!” Sumagot nang mapanuya ang Jonin, “Binata, ayos lang na maliitin mo ako pero sino ka para maliitin ang Japanese ninjutsu? Isa akong marangal na ninja. Kung hindi ko man lang kayang pugutan ka ng ulo, binibigo ko lang si Amaterasu!”

sagot ko naman. “I’m sorry,” he whispered “That must’ve been hard.” dagdag pa niya. Napangiti ako ng mahina at tinignan siya “It’s fine. It’s been years.” sagot ko. “Doesn’t mean it hurts less,” he said. And that… that hit me harder than I expected. “Sometimes,we learn how to live with the pain. But we never really let it go.” he continued Tahimik lang ako. Kasi totoo ang sinabi niya. “You sound like someone who knows a lot about pain,” saad ko, half-teasing but half-serious.

"Ngayon pa lang bumabagsak sa akin ang lahat ng mga kag*guhan ko noon. I don't know what to do anymore." "Then let me help you... Try me, dad." Umiling lang ito. "Seeking for help from you means hurting you. Ayoko nang saktan ka ulit, Art." "Pain has been my long time friend, I can take that," biro niya rito. "Come on. Gusto mong uminom?"

It's been a week. But why do I still have to endure the pain? Why it is not fading? The more days were over, the more pain I am feeling. Until when I have to suffer? "I hate you! I hate you! I hate all of you!" I am screaming like a mad woman. I'm not drunk but I feel like I am. Nasusuka na ako sa sakit. Nandidilim na ang paningin ko. Magkahalo na ang ulan at ang luha sa aking pisngi. Never in my life, I thought I would experience such pain, until that day he betrayed me.

It is the pain. Pain makes you realize about everything. Tinuturuan tayo nito kung paano makita ang ibang parte ng buhay na hindi natin nakikita noon. It teaches us how to understand the things that we never tried to understand before. Pain helps us to be the better version of ourselves... the best version rather. Paano mo ba maihahambing ang saya sa lungkot kung hindi mo naranasang masaktan?

Mahinahon ang bawat bitaw nito sa mga katagang iyan upang matiyak na malinaw niyang maintindihan. Hindi siya nagsalita pero unti-unting namuo ang luha sa kaniyang mga mata habang nananatiling nakatitig dito. Napailing ito, manipis at mapait na napangiti. "That's so painful, you know? I've endured all the pain from the moment na una niyang buksan ang kaniyang mga mata sa mundo..." Gumaralgal na nang tuluyan ang boses nito. Napabuntong-hininga ito upang hamigin ang sarili at magawang magsalita muli.

“You were shaking, Cinderella. And you never shake.” Napatingin si Cinderella sa kanya. “Because pain doesn’t ask for permission,” aniya na marahang pero matapang. “It doesn’t care if I’m fearless. It hits. It breaks me. But I fight through it. Hindi lahat ng battle kayang takutin ng presence mo, Nero.” Napalunok si Nero. Para siyang sinampal ng katotohanan na sa kabila ng lahat ng kayang kontrolin, ito, ang sakit na ito... It was out of his hands and he hated it.