A Quote by James Ramsey Ullman

It was not a mere man he was holding, but a giant; or a block of granite. The pull was unendurable. The pain unendurable. — © James Ramsey Ullman
It was not a mere man he was holding, but a giant; or a block of granite. The pull was unendurable. The pain unendurable.
And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love rushes to your heart, and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.
Lost in loneliness and pain. Black and unendurable, Thinking of you with every Corpuscle of my flesh, in Every instant of night And day.
"But to be hanged - is that not unendurable?" Even so, when a man feels that it is reasonable, he goes off and hangs himself.
The unendurable is the beginning of the curve of joy.
We have resolved to endure the unendurable and suffer what is insufferable.
No single, individual moment is in and of itself unendurable.
Everything is a dangerous drug except reality which is unendurable.
We are doomed to cling to a life even while we find it unendurable.
The thought that we are enduring the unendurable is one of the things that keeps us going.
Life is seldom as unendurable as, to judge by the facts, it logically ought to be.
On the one occasion where I did try writing a screenplay, I found the rewriting just unendurable.
Nature has not implanted any power in man that was not meant to be exercised at times, though too often our powers have been abused. The privilege, inborn and inalienable, that every man has of dying himself, and inflicting death upon another, was not given to us without a purpose. These are the last resources of an insulted and unendurable existence.
A society made up of individuals who were all capable of original thought would probably be unendurable.
Paradise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? Where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough.
There are two things that one must get used to or one will find life unendurable: the damages of time and injustices of men.
A vile and overbearing temper becomes sometimes, in one long accustomed to the exercise of power, unendurable to those who are subject to its humors.
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