Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) English Romantic poet
Source: Julian and Maddalo http://www.bartleby.com/139/shel115.html (1819), l. 482
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Prometheus (1816)
Context: Titan! to whom immortal eyes
The sufferings of mortality
Seen in their sad reality,
Were not as things that gods despise;
What was thy pity's recompense?
A silent suffering, and intense;
The rock, the vulture, and the chain,
All that the proud can feel of pain,
The agony they do not show,
The suffocating sense of woe,
Which speaks but in its loneliness,
And then is jealous lest the sky
Should have a listener, nor will sigh
Until its voice is echoless.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) English Romantic poet
Source: Julian and Maddalo http://www.bartleby.com/139/shel115.html (1819), l. 482
Fernando Pessoa book The Book of Disquiet
Ibid., p. 77
The Book of Disquiet
Original: O que é doença é desejar com igual intensidade o que é preciso e o que ´desejável, e sofrer por não ser perfeito como se se sofresse por não ter pão. O mal romântico é este: é querer a lua como se houvesse maneira de a obter.
“Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.”
Jane Austen book Pride and Prejudice
Source: Pride and Prejudice
“Was there any human urge more pitiful-or more intense- than wanting another chance at something?”
Joe Hill (1879–1915) Swedish-American labor activist, songwriter, and member of the Industrial Workers of the World
Source: NOS4A2
“Quietly endure, silently suffer and patiently wait.”
Martin Luther King, Jr. book Why We Can't Wait
Source: Why We Can't Wait
Sri Aurobindo (1872–1950) Indian nationalist, freedom fighter, philosopher, yogi, guru and poet
Thoughts and Aphorisms (1913), Karma
Horace Bushnell (1802–1876) American theologian
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 86.
“If we love mankind, pity them, we even wish to suffer for them.”
William Dean Howells (1837–1920) author, critic and playwright from the United States
A Hazard Of New Fortunes, Ch. XI
Context: The life of Christ, it wasn't only in healing the sick and going about to do good; it was suffering for the sins of others. That's as great a mystery as the mystery of death. Why should there be such a principle in the world? But it's been felt, and more or less dumbly, blindly recognized ever since Calvary. If we love mankind, pity them, we even wish to suffer for them. That's what has created the religious orders in all times--the brotherhoods and sisterhoods that belong to our day as much as to the mediaeval past. That's what is driving a girl like Margaret Vance, who has everything that the world can offer her young beauty, on to the work of a Sister of Charity among the poor and the dying.
John O'Donohue (1956–2008) Irish writer, priest and philosopher
Source: Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom