For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge the more grief.

In freedom you form in utter disgrace,the bars of my prison this night.While you drift on currents of seraphim heights,it is I who deserve to take flight.

The only thing to do with one’s old sorrows is to tuck them up neatly in their shroud and turn one’s face away from their grave towards what is coming next.

I had this dream about you last night. We were still married. I was giving you a haircut, like I always did, being careful to trim around the scar on the back of your head....

I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.

He finally comprehended that the sole impossibility regarding human sorrow is to arrive at some unsurpassable limit to it.

It’s as if a child with a brush and too much enthusiasm has been set free with a tin of black paint inside me.

It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace…

There is a certain pleasure in weeping

Each tear longs to kiss sorrow

Love SorrowLove sorrow. She is yours now, and you musttake care of what has beengiven. Brush her hair, help herinto her little coat, hold her hand,especially when crossing a street. For, think,what if you should...

And sorrows return, though we drown them with wine,Since the world can in no way answer our craving,I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.

His strength for your weakness! His wisdom for your folly! His drive for your drift! His grace for your greed! His love for your lust! His peace for your problems! His joy for your sorrow!...

No one ever told me how sorrow traumatizes your heart, making you think it will never beat exactly the same way again. No one ever told me how grief feels like a wet sock in...

You wondered what was in whale’s milk. Now you know. Think of the force down there, just telling things to get born, just to be!”I had had no answer for her then. Now I might...

To laugh often and much,to win the respect of the intelligent peopleand the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest criticsand endure the betrayal of false friends;to appreciate beauty;to find the best in...

The only thing grief as taught me is to know how shallow it is.

A best friend is the only one that walks into your life when the world has walked out.

I whisper over to myself the way of loss, the names of the dead. One by one, we lose our loved ones, our friends, our powers of work and pleasure, our landmarks, the days of...

For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.

Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it’s unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So...

I hate her.” Merlin laughed, tossing the stick down. “Not so. You have forgotten how to love. That’s a different sorrow.

There is a certain animal vitality in most of us which carries us through any trouble but the absolutely overwhelming. Only a fool has no sorrow, only an idiot has no grief – but then...

…and I confess that, like a child, I cry. Ah, self-pity; I think we are at our most honest and sincere when we feel sorry for ourselves.

The all-victorious Christ is like a great rock in a weary land, to whose shelter we may flee in every time of sorrow or trial, finding quiet refuge and peace in him.

She looked up at him and her face was pale and austere in the uplight and her eyes lost in their darkly shadowed hollows save only for the glint of them and he could see...

Sorrow comes in great waves…but rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us, it leaves us. And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we...

You can find sorrow in the arithmetic, and you can find a bittersweet hope.

And I’m hoping there’s some larger truth about suffering here, or at least my understanding of it – although I’ve come to realize that the only truths that matter to me are the ones I...

You have to understand that only the very worst end up here: the ones whose anger made them kill, and who felt no sorrow or guilt after the act; those so obsessed with themselves that...

The rich of this world will vanish like smoke, and no memory of their past pleasures will remain. But even in their lifetime they do not enjoy them without bitterness, weariness and fear, for the...

The greatest sorrow in the life of a peasant is that his donkey is lost. And the greatest happiness is that he finds it back.

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

Every sorrow and every pain is a good reminding to us to be serious because we are living in a dangerous universe!

Maybe I could use a little metal on the inside, I thought. If I’d kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?Easy—I’d be at home, medicating myself into a monotone. Drowning my sorrows...

You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you’re in a beautiful place and the sun is going down

Partying is such sweet sorrow.

I thought I was over him! So why did my heart still rip? Why did I still feel this sorrow? I got this strange sensation that God was with me. And he was angry. He...

The shadow of my sorrow. Let’s see, ’tis very true. My griefs lie all within and these external manners of laments are mere shadows to the unseen grief which swells with silence in the tortured...

I never guessed I could cry so hard my face hurt.

In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to the young, it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes them unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it. I am anxious...

Thì ra cuộc đời tôi kỳ thực có khác nào con thuyền bơi ngược dòng sông không ngừng bị đẩy lui về dĩ vãng. Đối với tôi tương lai đã nằm lại phía sau xa...

When we tell our stories, the gods hear our sorrows.

Spring and Fall: To a Young ChildMárgarét, are you gríevingOver Goldengrove unleaving?Leáves, líke the things of man, youWith your fresh thoughts care for, can you?Ah! ás the heart grows olderIt will come to such sights...

I could tell from Anna’s face that she had already told him about dancing in Saint Petersburg and that the memory weighed on her heavily. What monstrous things, our pasts, especially when they have been...

Unanswered? I would’ve answered any question, Hannah. But you never asked.

I can still hear the screams. They wake me in the night. Terrible, gut wrenching, painful screams; screams that can only come from the deepest and darkest recesses of the mind. These were not screams...

But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.

There is nothing like employment, active indispensable employment, for relieving sorrow.

Raistlin opened his eyes, looking at her without recognition. And in them, she saw deep, undying sorrow–the look of one who has been permitted to enter a realm of deadly, perilous beauty, and who now...