Some attribute had departed from her, the permanence of which had been essential to keep her a woman. Such is frequently the fate, and such the stern development, of the feminine character and person, when...

Weep hard as much as you need; but do not let your tears pursue the sorrow for the rest of your life.

I believe you did not have a happy life.I believe you were cheated.I believe your best friends were loneliness and misery.I believe your busiest enemies were anger and depression.I believe joy was a game you...

Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoy’s Russian peasants when, after putting in a heavy day’s work strangling his father, beating his wife, and dropping the baby into the city’s...

the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings

Tears ache in my throat and each time his lips caress mine I’m closer to the dam within me bursting open. He’s undoing me, tearing out my demons with burning strokes of his lips and...

Isn’t it time that these most ancient sorrows of ours grew fruitful? Time that we tenderly loosed ourselves from the loved one, and, unsteadily, survived: the way the arrow, suddenly all vector, survives the string...

To be alive, it seemed to me, as I stood there in all kinds of sorrow, was to be both original and reflection, and to be dead was to be split off, to be reflection...

The sorrows and disasters of Europe always brought fortune to America.

If there were a sympathy in choice,War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it,Making it momentary as a sound,Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,Brief as the lightning in the collied nightThat, in...

One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.

There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of...

He felt like his own heart might stop beating just from acknowledging the concept. The sadness, the sorrow, and the loss, they were living things, funnily enough.

Rejection is one of the worse forms of pain. Loss is the worst. Grief haunts until you allow yourself to move on.

The sun hides not the ocean, which is the dark side of this earth, and which is two thirds of this earth. So, therefore, that mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in...

Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow,...

To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.

To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboatcomes slowly out and then goes back is truly worthall the years of sorrow that are to come.

Sorrow is allowed, sorrow is advised; all we have to do is let go, all we have to do is love.

No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the...

Life—life—how cruel it is! Nothing but tears and sorrow and despair! Not a moment of happiness! Not a moment of joy.

Never let anything so fill you with sorrow as to make you forget the joy of Christ risen.

There is nothing more painful than the untimely death of someone young and dear to the heart. The harrowing grief surges from a bottomless well of sorrow, drowning the mourner in a torrent of agonizing...

Madoka: I want to erase the tears of all those who trusted in hope. I want them to be left with a smile on their faces.

It’s only natural to feel lonely after the enjoyable moments pass. But as you experience new joys those feelings of sorrow will start to fade.

How can you make light of it? I says. What should I do? She says. Cry fer the rest of my life? Molly of the Many Sorrows?…You got battle scars. This is mine, she says....

Sorrow fades,” he muttered as he retrieved the last fragment, “grief dies, but Art lives forever.

(Streets of Sorrow)Oh, farewell you streets of sorrowOh, farewell you streets of painI’ll not return to feel more sorrowThrough the years I’ve lived through terrorAnd in the darkened streets, the painOh, how I long to...

Thousands of reason are too less to make me sad but a single reason is enough to make me smile.

Dance your pain, sing your sorrows, because there is nothing else tomorrow.

For sorrow ends not, when it seemeth done.

My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy. I didn’t want to cause any unhappiness now—in that way, I decided it was probably better than...

Half the night I waste in sighs,Half in dreams I sorrow afterThe delight of early skies;In a wakeful dose I sorrowFor the hand, the lips, the eyes,For the meeting of the morrow,The delight of happy...

Why did you leave? Am I not good enough? Where did you go? When did it happen? ..Who are you?

I dressed to their murmurs in the other room, their voices soft but strained, and I wondered if men ever talked like this, if their sorrows ever spilled into these secret cadences.

I” gives birth to mind; Mind gives birth to ego,Ego gives birth to sense of separation,From where originates suffering and sorrow.

Happy?” asked Aquilina, with dreadful look, and a smile full of pity and terror. “Ah, you do not know what it is to be condemned to a life of pleasure.

A withered maple leaf has left its branch and is falling to the ground; its movements resemble those of a butterfly in flight. Isn’t it strange? The saddest and deadest of things is yet so...

Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on...

Her heart broke. Because of sorrow. Because of guilt. Because of repressed dreams, visions and fantasies. Because almost nothing in her life had gone as she’d hoped.

There was something shameful about surviving sorrow. You were corrupted. She was corrupted. She was no good anymore. She was inauthentic, apocryphal. She wanted to be a seeker and to travel further and further. But...

Some of you say, ‘Joy is greater thar sorrow,’ and others say, ‘Nay, sorrow is the greater.’But I say unto you, they are inseparable.Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your...

The source of all humor is not laughter, but sorrow.

I don’t have time to feel sorry for myself. I’ve got to think.

A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.

There is nothing I can give to the lost, except this: I have a responsibility I need to fathom. I have a sorrow I cannot weigh.

my uncle died.and i don’t feel sad because he died.but i felt so sad when i realize that i will never see him alive again in my whole life.

Caring for others tends to be the first cut when we review our personal time budget. It does not necessarily fulfill the goals of my ambition; it will not pave the way for my success;...

I heard sad choirs in my mind. There was nothing left of Rachel in the world. He cherished what he’d shown me, and now it was gone. Eureka.