One truly must have suffered oneself to help others.

I want to suffer so that I may love.

I would suffer. I would suffer. I would want things to be different than they were. The wanting was a wilderness and I had to find my own way out of the woods.

Suffering. That was the key.

If you believe in truth and cared enough to obtain it, you had to be prepared actively to suffer for it.

You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.

I had to do that. At least once.

You have to suffer in order to be beautiful.

For work, one must be hard and thrust outside of oneself what one has lived through.

The suffering inflicted by this present order invariably produces a struggle to overcome it.

Suffering brings experience.

You must suffer me to go my own dark way. I have brought on myself a punishment and a danger that I cannot name. If I am the chief of sinners, I am the chief of sufferers also. I could not think that this earth contained a place for sufferings and terrors so unmanning;

I was oppressed with the sensations I then felt; I sunk under the weight of them.

It's necessary to use suffering. Otherwise, one is used by it.