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“Work. Like pain, I sensed that this was an experience I would want to avoid as often as possible.”
Source: The Gospel of Loki

“You aren’t old enough to have such regrets.”
“Pain doesn’t respect age, my lady.”
Source: Styxx

“I am a rock.
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain.
And an island never cries.”
I Am a Rock
Song lyrics, Sounds of Silence (1966)
Source: Lyrics 1964-2008
Context: I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock.
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain.
And an island never cries.
“Alone dwells every man and everyone mocks everyone else, and a deserted island is our pain.”
Le livre de ma mère [The Book of My Mother] (1954)
“Because even though the truth can set you free, that doesn't mean it won't be painful.”
Source: Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy

Source: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

“Art is a hideously painful business, you know. Pity me! Or at least buy me a drink.”
Interview with Kevin Barry (c. 2012)

“The love that made Him to suffer passeth as far all His pains as Heaven is above Earth.”
The Ninth Revelation, Chapter 22

“No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains
To tax our labours and excise our brains.”
Night, an Epistle to Robert Lloyd (1761), line 271

“Pain is hard to bear," he cried,
"But with patience, day by day,
Even this shall pass away.”
All Things shall pass away, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

Vol. I, ch. 3
History of England (1849–1861)

On Literature, Revolution, Entropy and Other Matters (1923)
Context: A new form is not intelligible to everyone; many find it difficult. Perhaps. The ordinary, the banal is, of course, simpler, more pleasant, more comfortable. Euclid's world is very simple, and Einstein's world is very difficult — but it is no longer possible to return to Euclid. No revolution, no heresy is comfortable or easy. For it is a leap, it is a break in the smooth evolutionary curve, and a break is a wound, a pain. But the wound is necessary: most of mankind suffers from hereditary sleeping sickness, and victims of this sickness (entropy) must not be allowed to sleep, or it will be their final sleep, death.
The same disease often afflicts artists and writers: they sink into satiated slumber in forms once invented and twice perfected. And they lack the strength to wound themselves, to cease loving what they once loved, to leave their old, familiar apartments filled with the scent of laurel leaves and walk away into the open field, to start anew.
Of course, to wound oneself is difficult, even dangerous. But for those who are alive, living today as yesterday and yesterday as today is still more difficult.
Source: The Time Axis (1949), Ch. 3 : The Vision Of Time
Context: I closed my eyes again, thinking of the Face. I had to force my mind to turn around in its tracks and look, for it didn't want to confront that infinite complexity again. The Face was painful to see. It was too intricate, too involved with emotions complex beyond our grasp. It was painful for the mind to think of it, straining to understand the inscrutable things that experience had etched upon those mountain-high features.
"Is it a portrait?" I asked suddenly. "Or a composite? What is the Face?"
"A city," De Kalb said. "A nation. The ultimate in human destiny — and a call for help. And much more that we'll never understand."
The Spiral Dance: A Rebirth of the Ancient Religion of the Goddess (1979)
Context: The Censor, whose core issue is isolation and connection, splits us into Silencer and Secret-to-be-kept, tells us, "Don't speak of it; don't see it; you're the only one who ever felt that." Possessed by the Censor, we feel shame confusion, and blame, often for the victim, or we live in denial. The Censor deludes us with the belief that the pain we are in will go away if we don't name it or speak of it.

Source: Locksley Hall Sixty Years After (1886), Line 198

“I've been in pain hope it doesn't show
I've been insane well the time is slow”
Been Insane
Lyrics, Niandra Lades and Usually Just a T-Shirt (1994)

“There's no way to make the pain play fair
It doesn't disappear just because you say it isn't there”
"Eden"
Written by Bareilles and Matt Hales
Lyrics, The Blessed Unrest (2013)