But as in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of today, or the agonies which are...

Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can’t conquer anything.

We all want to do something to mitigate the pain of loss or to turn grief into something positive, to find a silver lining in the clouds. But I believe there is real value in...

There was a listlessness in his gait, as if he saw no reason for taking one step further, nor felt any desire to do so, but would have been glad, could he be glad of...

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.

Squiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?”Oh, rather!”What do you do about it?”I generally take a couple of cocktails.

Sometimes you cannot clear the past completely. You must live alongside your sorrow.

There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit crumbles. Some say that after much grief and drowning in tears, it is...

You know what ‘Dolores’ means? It’s Latin, means sadness. Our Lady of Sorrow. Why are you so sad?

She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a sea shell, always boring against the rock, might do. The making of the place...

All my life I’d been a believing Christian. … But that instant in the ER–the instant Annette [his wife] died–I seemed to feel my religious faith die, too.As I thought more about it in the...

Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, action nor utterance, nor the power of speech, to stir men’s blood. I only speak right on. I tell you that which you yourselves do know.

There are many backstabbing friends who in your hard time will ignore you, without to ask something from them. You just are filled with sadness and they don’t confide in you anymore. The downside of...

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before–more sorry, more...

We were talking the other evening about the phrases one uses when trying to comfort someone who is in distress. I told him that in English we sometimes say, ‘I’ve been there.’ This was unclear...

Everything I touch dies in my hand and the same thing’s happening to you. You were vibrant when I met you, and now I’ve blanched the color from your cheeks and caused you nothing but...

I think a lot of psychopaths are just geniuses who drove so fast that they lost control.

Consider it a gift that you didn’t have to unwrap.

Extreme joy and extreme sorrow are indistinguishable beyond a certain point. (“Jane Brown’s Body”)

As long as there is one person suffering an injustice; as long as one person is forced to bear an unnecessary sorrow; as long as one person is subject to an undeserved pain, the worship...

She breathed in the crisp autumn air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow.

The depth of my sorrow is the height of my joy.

Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for...

This world is all vanity. It is a tempest hurling us from one sorrow to another.

When hearts speak, they touch each other and transform the deepest sorrow.

Just know the night won’t last forever, and the daybreak is just around the corner. The rain only lasts so long, until it has to stop again. There won’t always be sorrow. Tomorrow is another...

Genius is sorrow’s child.

Eena, when you’re ready to talk about it, I’ll be here. That’s what best friends are for.”She let the tears fall. He’d never know they were for him. He’d think they were because of Derian....

The scene sucker-punched Max. He never saw it coming. It encapsulated in one poignant instant the tragic beauty of his family history.

Too much of anything is not good. But I love her too much.

We shall enjoy itAs for him who findsfault, may sillinessand sorrow take him!

SakeThe jewel which brightly shines at nightIs precious, but cannot measure up To the delights of drinking sake,Drowning one’s troubles in the cup. Otomo no Tabito

Come away, O human child!To the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in hand,For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

a miser is someone who has a heart and refuses to love!

It is time to end a story that began in sorrow and ordeal and has ended in a deep and lasting happiness. May it be so for others.

Healing is the journey. The destination is our self. The full recognition of all the different aspects of our self — our joy, our sorrow, our pain, our pleasure….all lead us to the source of...

Inventory:”Four be the things I am wiser to know:Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.Four be the things I’d been better without:Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.Three be the things I shall never attain:Envy, content, and...

We have an obligation to feel guilty.” The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. “Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love.

Lincoln matured best in sorrow.

Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then . . . Well, then I woke up.

Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you.

Putting into words what exactly was off is not easy. I myself don’t even understand it. It was like a replica of my best friend was sitting in front of me, saying well-rehearsed lines at...

Fuck.” She hollers cursing the night. Cursing the shadows, cursing the unknown condemned she intends to meet this evening. Tears roll down her cheeks landing on her bullet proof vest.

…in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.

There is power in a Lady who trusts in God-a lady who has put all her eggs in God’s basket. Women possess some gift that touches the heart of God. This gift is so powerful...

—I won’t go about to argue the point with you,—’tis so,—and I am persuaded of it, madam, as much as can be, “That both man and woman bear pain or sorrow, (and, for aught I...

As a kid I heard the word malignancy as “Malig-Nancy” like an evil woman’s name, no matter how many times Kiwi and the Chief and Dr. Gautman himself corrected me. Our mother had mistaken her...