At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezShe asked him to come and see her that night. He agreed, in order to get away, knowing that he was incapable of going. But that night, in his burning bed, he understood that he had to go see her, even if he were not capable. He got dressed by feel, listening in the dark to his brother's calm breathing, the dry cough of his father in the next room, the asthma of the hens in the courtyard, the buzz of the mosquitoes, the beating of his heart, and the inordinate bustle of a world that he had not noticed until then, and he went out in the sleeping street.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezWhy were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez