There are moments when we have real fun because, just for the moment, we don't think about things and then--we remember--and the remembering is worse than thinking of it all the time would have been.

Fear is more pain than is the pain it fears

We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find out interest in life returning to us.

Here's another thing: There are certain wounds that never heal, certain hurts that never leave you alone, like a broken bone that heals wrong and always twinges when it's about to rain.

No matter how many times you say you'll give up with words, if your heart still says "love", there's nothing to be done.

Simply put, your pain body is the same thing as your unresolved emotional baggage.