Quotes & Sayings About God Taking Away Pain

No need to Hulk out on anyone — Jennifer L. Armentrout

The pain that's created by avoiding hard work is actually much worse than any pain created from the actual work itself. Because if you don't begin to work on those ideas that God has blessed you with, they will become stagnant inside of you and eventually begin to eat away at you. You might seem OK on the outside, but inside you will be ill from not getting those ideas out of your heart and into the world. Stalling leads to sickness. But taking steps, even baby steps, always leads to success. — Russell Simmons

I offered my most enticing smile, the one I'd been perfecting for years. Sincere and encouraging, it brimmed with counterfeit confidence. My smile had earned me forgiveness when I deserved none, a seat in first class though I'd only paid for coach. — Tara Leigh

My production team doesn't like not knowing what anything is going to look like, but creatively, that's fun. — Kurt Sutter

I thought I might now have an opportunity to speak my last words to a multitude, which I thought would come to see me die; and, thought I, if it must be so, if God will but convert one soul by my very last words, I shall not count my life thrown away, nor lost. — John Bunyan

Immigration and travel certainly don't mean the same thing everywhere. Here in Cuba, the big wall isn't just the fact that it's an island, but the fact that we need an exit permit in order to leave, and the letters of invitation in order to visit another country. — Fernando Perez

I'd have to fight for an Australian role over an American actor, and I already have to do that overseas, so why would I have to do it back at home? — Bojana Novakovic

It takes two people to make a lie work: the person who tells it, and the one who believes it. — Jodi Picoult

Death must be got through as life had been, just somehow. — Dorothy Richardson

I still get a little nervous before performing. You don't want to forget a lyric; you don't want to make a mistake. I still get butterflies. You can try to judge an audience, but you can only really judge things by the applause. — Tony Bennett

And his brow was lofty with thought, and his eye wild with care; and, in the few furrows upon his cheek I read the fables of sorrow, and weariness, and disgust with mankind, and a longing after solitude. — Edgar Allan Poe

and yet, whenever he started with the questions I froze stiff, as if I'd been pushed onstage in a play where I didn't know the lines. — Donna Tartt

This is my home now. I like it. Nothing happens here. I know what to expect from one day to the next. I can control everything, and I can eat. I like eating. — Fay Weldon

In reality, every reader is, while he is reading, the reader of his own self. The writer's work is merely a kind of optical instrument which he offers to the reader to enable him to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have experienced in himself. And the recognition by the reader in his own self of what the book says is the proof of its veracity. — Alain De Botton

You have made my life into something so extraordinary, you can't even know. — Cynthia Hand

Pain had levels. That was something that Lucy Blake had never known before. Since she had stowed away in the rear cab of this truck trailer as it rocked and rolled its way along the highway taking her God knew where, she had come to appreciate each and every level on this newly discovered spectrum. There was the dull level, the aching pain that was constant but dulled by the spiked adrenaline that flowed through her entire system. Next came the hello-I'm-still-here level. That was a really hard level to deal with because the pain-relieving adrenaline that she had been running on since she had ran for her life from her apartment had abandoned her. Stupid adrenaline. — Maia Dylan

Is it norma to regert not making a sex tape back when you were younger and your boobs pointed vaguely at the ceiling when you were lying on your back? Because I feel like no one ever talks about that.
- Furiously Happy — Jenny Lawson