Friends never hurt or inflict pain on each other.

Life devoid of struggles is a life bereft of happiness because the value of happiness is realized only after pain.

Because everything worth having hurts.

You can see when someone's been hurt the way I was. It's obvious. Something changes in their eyes; pain becomes their center, even when they try to hide it.

The wish to hurt, the momentary intoxication with pain, is the loophole through which the pervert climbs into the minds of ordinary men

It hurts too much so I don't want to talk about it.