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“As if one's capacity for pain had anything to do with life's apportionment of agonies, Mr. Kimmelbrod thought. Such idiocy.”
“The agonizing flames of misery can turn the human heart inside your skull into a breeding ground for virtues.”
“it is an ocean of burning oil I am cast adrift upon, no sea’s repose; I pass from waking agonies… to the semiconscious trance of torment in which the smaller, earlier, deeper rings of the brain kno...”
“To truly strip a man of everything, one must take away his money, community, and the core of his beliefs until he is bathed in the agony of isolation.”
“Meadow's Waltz...the meadow had becomeher sanctuary of spiritoffering an escape from a painno child should ever endureforeboding clouds began...”
“Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...”
“Nothingness...there in this placewhere nothingness takesbut for the glimmera steadfast shimmerall would be consumed...”
“Anna Petrovna: Kolya, my dearest, stay at home.Ivanov: My love, my unhappy darling, I beg you, don't stop me going out in the evenings. It's cruel and unjust on my part, but let me commit that inju...”
“Agony's PlotA zephyr skimmedacross my creamy skingently kissingwhere the sun had been....”
“«I’ve never been to a funeral until today. I see dazzling arrangements of red, yellow, and purple flowers with long, green stems. I see a stained-glass window with a white dove, a yellow sun, a blu...”
“Sometimes I long to forget… It is painful to be conscious of two worlds.”
“Don’t let the agony, regret, or fog of yesterday blind you to the fact that each new day carries with it a plethora of opportunities to move your life into the right direction.”
“Regardless of the subject of my films … I am looking for a way of evoking in audiences feelings similar to my own: the physically painful impotence and sorrow that assail me when I see a man weepin...”
“I had wanted to compromise with Fate: to escape occasional great agonies by submitting to a whole life of privation and small pains.”
“A twisted, pale figure writhing in agony, chest bare and hideous. Tight, rigid cords of sickly green veins webbed across the boy’s body and limbs, like ropes under his skin. Purplish bruises covere...”
“The most agonising thing is to drop doubt into a man about his being a reality, three-dimensional - and not some other kind of reality.”
