Sentence examples for infinite misery from inspiring English sources

Similarly, in Buddhism a primordial ignorance (avijja) started the chain of "dependent origination" (paticca samuppada) that produces the infinite misery of unending rebirth in the empirical world.

It is a token both of an infinite misery, in relation to the absolute being of whom humans have an inkling, and of infinite grandeur, in relation to the beasts, and results from the perpetual collision of these two infinities.

While they may preach and believe the vast majority of us deserve Satan's form of infinite misery, Miller asserts that he "hopes the film brings hope" to people.

"If Europe is to be saved from infinite misery and, indeed, from final doom, there must be this act of faith in the European family and this act of oblivion against all the crimes and follies of the past, and the free peoples of Europe must rise to the height of these resolves of the soul and of the instinct of the spirit of man," Churchill said.

A good place to start is Cannibal Corpse's "Infinite Misery".

Take all of this division created by the liking of things (even the good things that you really actually like), and multiply it by a factor of "somebody somewhere is benefitting from all this division," and you have a recipe for infinite self-perpetuating human misery.

But in trying to "fill the void" with Facebook and Instagram's stimuli, we trigger an infinite regression, flittering between our misery's cause and effect: "We are seeking that 'something' to make us feel better in a place we will never find it," trapped in "a circularity that is essential to the workings of consumerism".

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, Jealousy, Envy, Insanity, Misery, Rosary, Sunday, Trinity, Infinite, Judas, i love you baby!

Whereas Pascal trembled when he looked into the infinite universe and perceived the puniness and misery of man, Descartes exulted in the power of human reason to understand the cosmos and to promote happiness, and he rejected the view that human beings are essentially miserable and sinful.

She needs an infinite number of arms to save all sentient beings from misery and suffering.

Is it only in New York that the narcissists ink themselves with dialogue from Pulitzer-winning plays, texts encouraging us to treat every moment as the time of our lives, "so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it"?