Sorrow Quotes - Page 23

Great sorrows have no leisure to complain: Least ills vent forth, great griefs within remain.

Not in sorrow freely is never to open the bosom to the sweets of the sunshine.

Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.

Even by means of our sorrows we belong to the eternal plan.

The sorrow which calls for help and comfort is not the greatest, nor does it come from the depths of the heart.

The natural effect of sorrow over the dead is to refine and elevate the mind.

We fancy that our afflictions are sent us directly from above; sometimes we think it in piety and contrition, but oftener in moroseness and discontent.

It is Christlike work to soothe and sympathize, and only those who have drunk the cup of sorrow are fully equipped to do it.

About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters; How well they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along.

Sorrow and scarlet leaf, Sad thoughts and sunny weather. Ah me, this glory and this grief Agree not well together!

sorrow must not be cultivated: it is a poor lifestyle choice.

When you’re sad you need to hear your sorrow structured into sound.

To me so deep a silence portends some dread event; a clamorous sorrow wastes itself in sound.

Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy. [Fr., Oh c'etait le bon temps, j'etais bien malheureuse.]

Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.

Sorrow spares no one, and scars respect no person.

Small sorrows speak great ones are silent.

The man who has learned to triumph over sorrow wears his miseries as though they were sacred fillets upon his brow; and nothing is so entirely admirable as a man bravely wretched.

Joy was a flame in me Too steady to destroy. Lithe as a bending reed, Loving the storm that sways her

For sorrow there is no remedy provided by nature; it is often occasioned by accidents irreparable, and dwells upon objects that have lost or changed their existence; it requires what it cannot hope, that the laws of the universe should be repealed; that the dead should return, or the past should be recalled.

There is no wisdom in useless and hopeless sorrow, but there is something in it so like virtue, that he who is wholly without it cannot be loved.

There is no wisdom in useless and hopeless sorrow.

The poor and the busy have no leisure for sentimental sorrow.

I would advise you, Sir, to study algebra, if you are not an adept already in it: your head would get less muddy, and you will leave off tormenting your neighbours about paper and packthread, while we all live together in a world that is bursting with sin and sorrow.

Resentment is a union of sorrow with malignity; a combination of a passion which all endeavor to avoid with a passion which all concur to detest.