#agony

Truly there are different kinds of pain.  But the most agonizing is the pain of regret, for which there is no lasting relief and no remedy. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#pain #regret #relief #remedy #remorse

When a book comes out I wonder if one person will buy it. It's agony. Of course it's stupid, but it's agony. ↗

— Jeffrey Archer

#book #buy #comes #course #i

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. ↗

— Maya Angelou

#agony #bearing #greater #inside #old story

Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble. ↗

— Louise Bogan

#carved #marble #out #statue #work

If our society continues to support basic research on how living organisms function, it is likely that my great grandchildren will be spared the agony of losing family members to most types of cancer. ↗

— Paul D. Boyer

#basic #basic research #cancer #continues #family

I enjoy writing, sometimes; I think that most writers will tell you about the agony of writing more than the joy of writing, but writing is what I was meant to do. ↗

— Leon Uris

#agony #enjoy #i #i think #joy

This familiarity with a respected physician and my appreciation of his work, or the tragedy I experienced with the long, tormented agony and death of my mother might have influenced me in wanting to study medicine. It was not the case. ↗

— Albert Claude

#appreciation #case #death #experienced #familiarity

But with my last film, Spider it was agony. The money was always disappearing, nobody got paid, it was very difficult - and it's very distracting from the process of making the movie, of course. So I think things have been getting harder and harder. ↗

— David Cronenberg

#always #been #course #difficult #disappearing

One often learns more from ten days of agony than from ten years of contentment. ↗

— Harold Coffin

#contentment #days #learns #more #often

He told me once I was flawless in his eyes, because my imperfections made me that way. Imperfections build character, but in the end he is close, but might as well as not exist. So, where is flawless now? He too saw me fall off the pedestal. He called me beautiful all of the time, even when I said I failed or I was a mess he still found me beautiful, but that isn't how he sees me anymore. I'm not beautiful or flawless. I'm just something like the sun, and he's the Icarus who flew too close. I don't think I'll ever see him again, and it is best that that is the case. It is best for me to marry, and forget, because I can't go back. And even if I could, it would not change the facts as they are. I loved him too much. I needed him too much. I craved the very sound of his voice. He was the world to me. He was the very breath I breathed. And it almost ruined me. And it almost ruined him. They don't tell you that about love. How it can ruin you by its mere existence. How it can be so deep that it devours you. And that...is most frightening. ↗

— Jennifer Megan Varnadore

#beauty