“Losing one glove is certainly painful,but nothing compared to the pain,of losing one, throwing away the other,and finding the first one again.”

“The pain I felt when I lost my glove was nothing compared to the pain I felt losing my hand as well.”

“Good friends are like appendages. It's painful to lose one, and crippling to lose two or more.”

“I wipe away my tears and nod, because the pain in my leg is nothing compare to the one in my heart.”

“I understand pain. I've lived with pain my entire life. But pain is nothing compared to betrayal. And betrayal is nothing compared to knowing that the javelin in your back was rammed there by the one person in your life you actually trusted.”

“Once you pass a certain age, life becomes nothing more than a process of continual loss. Things that are important to your life begin to slip out of your grasp, one after another, like a come losing teeth. And the only things that come to take their place are worthless imitations. Your physical strength, your hopes, your dreams, your ideals, your convictions, all meaning, or then again, the people you love: one by one, they fade away. Some announce their departure before they leave, while others just disappear all of a sudden without warning one day. And once you lose them you can never get them back. Your search for replacements never goes well. It’s all very painful – as painful as actually being cut with a knife.”