But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.
The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood
Every life has death and every light has shadow. Be content to stand in the light and let the shadow fall where it will.
The Hollow Hills, Mary Stewart
But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.
The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood