Quotes About Relief

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Actually the best way to relieve your mental suffering is to sit in zazen, even in such a confused state of mind and bad posture.

The aim of psychoanalysis is to relieve people of their neurotic unhappiness so that they can be normally unhappy.

When you are tired of life, come to Haven. And someone will kill you.

Up here on this forgotten elbow of land, I have nothing to lose, and though I am more afraid now than I have ever been, I am relieved, I am unburdened, I am ascending.

Dr. Green turned his head to indicate two people waiting expectantly by the door to the private room. Josh felt a sense of relief as he saw the faces of his wife and six-year-old daughter. Abby smiled brightly at her father and rushed to his bedside, her straw-colored ponytail bouncing.

Truth is, it's a relief to finally put my life in the hands of someone I trust.

I take a long drag, thankful for nicotine. I feel calmer immediately. Okay, so my lungs are probably shriveled up, but I have a good idea I'll probably die before my lungs decide to quit on me.

By compassion we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also.

I listened to the whine in my voice with a detached fascination. It was a false question. No answer would have pacified me. I had simply given in to a perverse need to ask, to expose and torment myself, and as soon as I heard the words, I experienced both relief and humiliation.

Erica's imminent departure changed us. The knowledge that we would soon be separated made us both more indulgent, relieving us of a burden I still can't name. I didn't want her to go away, and yet the fact that she was going away loosened a bolt in the machinery of our marriage. It had become a machine by then, a churning repetitious engine of mourning.

But see, the shepherds shun the noonday heat, The lowing herds to murmuring brooks retreat, To closer shades the panting flocks remove; Ye gods! And is there no relief for love?

Because of this ever increasing discernment of the true Mason he/she will find more efficient ways to apply brotherly love, relief and truth.

I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn't expect was to feel so much grief.

How could sufferings be relieved through purification? To know the Path is to get lost at the ford. Indeed, sickness comes from worldly love And poverty begins with the pursuit of greed.

El titular del libro de Ester dice: El alivio vendrá. . . ¿serás parte de él?

When rain comes finally, washing away a low sky of muddy ocher, we who could not control the phenomenon are pressed into relief. The near-occult feeling: The face of being witness to the end of the world gives way to tangible things. Even if the succeeding sensations are not common, they are at least not mysterious.

Then one day he said he had to get back to California. I was relieved. My world was going to be emptier and dryer, but the agony of having him intrude into every private second would be gone. And the silent threat that had hung in the air since his arrival, the threat of his leaving someday, would be gone. I wouldn't have to wonder whether I loved him or not, or have to answer "Does Daddy's baby want to go to California with Daddy?

Thank God Grandmère wasn't there. . . . he'd gone off in search of more cigarettes, and to have her sidecar refreshed.

The chill of the rain disappeared. The rain itself seemed to evaporate. The fatigue vanished. The night. Everything distilled to the brilliant pulsing bead of glass pain she herself had given rise to. She felt exhilaration and relief. She felt soothed and punished. She felt control.

I woke to find I had not been murdered in my sleep.

Although you feel relief now, this is likely to be the source of many sleepless nights for you. You will lie awake, look upon your heart, and find it unlovely. You will be certain that (...) you are the greatest of monsters. This is a good thing; although you may forgive yourself, you must never come to think that your actions were in any way justifiable. But- (...) Being a sane, honorable human being is not always comfortable.

Sebastian looked alarmed at her stiffness, but Eric took it in and chuckled. Riding astride would have been easier, he said. You put twice the strain on yourself with that unnatural position. Oh, I know, she replied with a grimace. Every muscle told me about it this morning, and I actually DID have a hot soak before I went to bed. Sebastian looked blankly at the two of them for a moment, then blinked and looked relieved. Oh, you're saddle sore! I'm sorry--

Together we were something less, which felt like such a relief, to not be ourselves for a while.