Pain can change you, but that doesn't mean it has to be a bad change. Take that pain and turn it into wisdom.

Read from a distant star, the majuscule script of our earthly existence would perhaps lead to the conclusion that the earth was the distinctively ascetic planet, a nook of disgruntled, arrogant creatures filled with a profound disgust with themselves, at the earth, at all life, who inflict as much pain on themselves as they possibly can out of pleasure in inflicting pain which is probably their only pleasure.

Pain makes hens and poets cackle.

People, whether they know it or not, like their blues singers miserable. They like their blues singers to die afterwards.

If a person's basic state of mind is serene and calm, then it is possible for this inner peace to overwhelm a painful physical experience.

You feel your strength in the experience of pain.