Pain Au Chocolat Quotes

The softest pain on earth must be the pain au chocolat. ~ Alain Bremond-Torrent

I lived in Paris for four years, so I am obsessed with pastries. Croissants, pain au chocolat, cakes, macarons, all of that! ~ Barbara Fialho

We who have witnessed the obscenity of war and experienced its horror and terrible consequences have an obligation to rise above our pain and suffering and turn the tragedy of our lives into a triumph. ~ Ron Kovic

The most likely person to kill you is your wife, but that probably won't happen. What probably will happen is a million little betrayals of varying degrees of pain, brought on by people you love, the only ones who really can hurt you. ~ Elizabeth Wurtzel

I'm tired of things I love being gone forever. I didn't think there was room in me for any more holes, but that's all I am now, a collection of empty spaces where things were ripped away. ~ Laura Tims

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

But later, just as we're turning the corner into my road, and I'm beginning to panic about the pain and difficulty of the impending conversation, I see a woman on her own, Saturday-night-smart, off to meet somebody somewhere, friends, or a lover. And when I was living with Laura, I missed... what? Maybe I missed somebody traveling on a bus or tube or cab, *going out of her way*, to meet me, maybe dressed up a little, wearing more makeup than usual, maybe even slightly nervous; when I was younger, the knowledge that I was responsible for any of this, even the bus ride, made me feel pathetically grateful. When you're with someone permanently, you don't get that: if Laura wanted to see me, she only had to turn her head, or walk from the bathroom to the bedroom, and she never bothered to dress up for the trip. And when she came home, she came home because she lived in my flat, not because we were lovers, and when we went out, she sometimes dressed up and sometimes didn't, depending on where we were going, but again, it was nothing whatsoever to do with me. Anyway, all this is by way of saying that the woman I saw out of the cab window inspired me and consoled me, momentarily: maybe I am not too old to provoke a trip from one part of London to another, and if I ever do have another date, and I arrange to meet that date in, say, Islington, and she has to come all the way from Stoke Newington, a journey of some three to four miles, I will thank her from the bottom of my wretched thi ~ Nick Hornby

Much of depression's pain arises out of the recognition that what might make one feel better--human connection-- seems impossible in the midst of a paralyzing episode of depression. It is rather like dying from thirst while looking at a glass of water just beyond one's reach ~ David A. Karp

It may well be that we can never fully adapt to our own deformities. Unable to
find a place inside ourselves for the very real pain and suffering that these deformities cause, we come here to get away from such things. As long as we are here, we can get by without hurting others or being hurt by them because we know that we are "deformed". That's what
distinguishes us from the outside world: most people go about their lives unconscious of their deformities, while in this little world of ours the deformities themselves are a precondition. Just as Indians wear
feathers on their heads to show what tribe they belong to, we wear our deformities in the open. And we live quietly so as not to hurt one another. ~ Haruki Murakami

For what are the words with which to summarize a lifetime, so much crowded confused happiness terminated by such stark slow-motion pain? ~ Joyce Carol Oates

Most of our modern portrait painters are doomed to absolute oblivion. They never paint what they see. They paint what the public sees, and the public never sees anything. ~ Oscar Wilde

By a commodity we shall understand any object, substance, action or service, which can afford pleasure or ward off pain. ~ William Stanley Jevons

Unh. Shit." Furi's scorching channel squeezed his dick almost to the point of pain. Furi's body rocked gracefully underneath him as Syn went back to his slow, lovemaking pace. He'd bury in to his balls and lazily grind against him before pulling out and doing it again. Syn's balls were getting tighter, the muscles in his back were contracting, and his asshole clenched with its own need to be penetrated. "Fuck." Syn's face was furrowed in concentration as he tried to hold off what was about to be the most mind-blowing orgasm he'd ever had. "I ~ A.E. Via

Do not look at life's long sorrow; see how small each moment's pain. ~ Adelaide Anne Procter

I know the sound of each rock and stone
And I embrace what others fear
You are not to roam in this forgotten place
Just the likes of me are welcome here

Everything breathes
And I know each breath
For me it means life
For others, it's death

It's perfectly in balance
Perfectly planned
More than enough
For this man

Like every tree
Stands on it's own
Reaching for the sky
I stand alone

I share my world
With no one else
All by myself
I stand alone

I seen your world
With these very eyes
Don't come any closer
Don't even try

I've felt all the pain
And heard all the lies
But in my world there's no
Compromise

Like every tree
Stands on it's own
Reaching for the sky
I stand alone

I share my world
With no one else
All by myself
I stand alone. ~ Bryan White

The heart may freeze, or it can burn. The pain will ease and I can learn. There is no future, there is no past. I live this moment as, my last. ~ Jonathan Larson

He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous tavern!
holy, because no carking cares are there, nor weariness, nor pain; and miraculous, because of the spits, which themselves turn round and round! ~ Pietro Aretino

Grudges are often worse enemies than pain. ~ Erin Forbes

Nick watched her intently as he tried to sort through the anarchy of his thoughts. His usual appetite had vanished after their walk this morning. He had not eaten breakfast ... had not done anything, really, except to wander around the estate in a sort of daze that appalled him. He knew himself to be a callous man, one with no honor, and no means of quelling his own brutish instincts. So much of his life had been occupied with basic survival that he had never been free to follow higher pursuits. He had little acquaintance with literature or history, and his mathematical abilities were limited to matters of money and betting odds. Philosophy, to him, was a handful of cynical principles learned through experience with the worst of humanity. By now, nothing could surprise or intimidate him. He didn't fear loss, pain, or even death.
But with a few words and one awkward, innocent kiss, Charlotte Howard had devastated him. ~ Lisa Kleypas

These are defining moments ... while the pain maybe greater ... the joy maybe greater. ~ M Carithers

Once you wrong a woman, beware. They'll skin you alive. Might cry over your pain, nurse you back to health after, but they'll take you to the cleaners as sure as I'm standing here. You should have begged for forgiveness for being born before you showed up unannounced. ~ K.F. Breene

When the Guard convinced you fate was not on our side, you parted ways with me and saw fit to make me suffer,' Percy stated. The pain on Alexi's face worsened, and he opened his mouth to refute her. She put her hands lovingly on his cheeks. 'We survived. Our love survived. And we shall again.'
He stared at her in wonder. 'How did my dear girl grow so brave?'
Percy grinned. 'Didn't you hear? The meek shall inherit the earth. ~ Leanna Renee Hieber

Harboring anger, hatred and resentment within you, is containing the venom within you. You are the only one affected ... ~ Jacqueline Ripstein

We have to face the pain we have been running from. In fact, we need to learn to rest in it and let its searing power transform us. ~ Joko Beck

The body does not want you to do this. As you run, it tells you to stop but the mind must be strong. You always go too far for your body. You must handle the pain with strategy ... It is not age; it is not diet. It is the will to succeed. ~ Jacqueline Gareau

her eyes are unfathomable to me, hostile, even, as if she had removed herself to a place where I cannot reach her - somewhere I cannot know. ~ Carol Lee

Runners exalt the marathon as a public test of private will, when months or years of solitary training, early mornings, lost weekends, rain and pain mature into triumph or surrender. That's one reason the race-day crowds matter, the friends who come to cheer and stomp and flap their signs and push the runners on. ~ Nancy Gibbs

Is one human? Or merely alive? Like a blade of grass equal to all existance in the moment it is torn? Yes. If pain is fundament, then a blade of grass can know all there is. ~ Norman Mailer

Vengeance doesn't heal pain, Logan. Love heals pain. Where is the love in what you are doing? ~ Karen Witemeyer

I hid my wound under my clothes. Nobody could see it, including myself, and I completely forgot about it. Then I met someone who, filled with love, held me tight in that point. The pain was devastating, and I hated him, o how much I hated him, the cause of all my suffering. Then I met someone, beautifully dressed, and I loved him so much, holding him tight with all my passion. And he suffered badly, and he hated me, o how much he hated me, the cause of all his pain. So the story went on till I met someone who undressed himself, standing completely naked, with all his horrible wounds. Hence I also undressed, and I saw my horrible wounds, which he could also see. Then ... ~ Franco Santoro

I am sure that deep down Ikhmenev was in a state of turmoil and pain as he witnessed the tears and torment of his poor wife; I am sure it was more agonizing for him than for her - but he could not control himself. This is what happens sometimes even with the most kind-hearted of people, who are nevertheless weak-willed, and who, despite their kind-heartedness, are apt to get carried off into a state of ecstasy when unburdening themselves of their grief and anger, even at the expense of hurting someone innocent, more often than not someone who is dear to them. ~ Fyodor Dostoyevsky

I did not lose myself all at once. I rubbed out my face over the years washing away my pain, the same way carvings on stone are worn down by water. ~ Amy Tan