To those who love her, the hurt felt by Syria is never ending.

Trusted not to hurt themselves, and trusted not to hurt others.

It was a difficult situation which really hurt and made you think that however cruel your parents were, you would never throw them out like this. You feel a blessing you have never felt before.

My eyes hurt.

It won't hurt.

Nobody hurt me.

Nobody hurt me.

Layla's eyes hurt.

Sami hurt everyone.

Tom hurt himself.

My legs still hurt.

My legs still hurt.

My legs still hurt.

Who would hurt Sami?

Did you hurt yourselves?

Where does it hurt?

He then continued to compare the state of the taboos we have before and after the revolution After Jan25 I felt different, I felt like I couldn t be silent any more, I felt like the unseen observer had disappeared, I felt safe, I felt noble, I felt love but most of all I felt heard.

Fortunately, no one was hurt.

I will never hurt you.

Where does it hurt? Everywhere.

I felt I knew how those boys fighting in Vietnam felt.

It was that enveloping, and there was only one spot that didn't hurt worse than anything I'd ever felt, and it was my instep, and he was holding the arch of my foot and rubbing the instep with his thumb.

People are going to be hurt.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm just glad Tom wasn't hurt.

I wasn't trying to hurt anybody.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Do not harm or hurt others.

For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt I mourn dismay has taken hold on me.

I felt sad.

Tom felt strong.

I felt used.

Layla felt abandoned.

Layla felt loved.

Sami felt needed.

Sami felt helpless.