Love is an illusion made real by suffering.

An unexpected blow hits the hardest.

What can be achieved with suffering can be achieved without it.

Love hurts because we think that's what love is.

It is essential to accept all the terrible things and not dwell on them.

It is a sin to suffer when you don't have to.

Poetry is a hand to pull you from the fire not push you in.

What is heroic is not making life any harder than it has to be.

Poetry is what turns suffering into song.