Sorrow Quotes - Page 37

I knew the human exaggeration for sorrow-a broken heart.

Humour in its highest reach mingles with pathos: it voices sorrow for our human lot and reconciliation with it.

Life, the river of the Spirit, consenting to anguish and sorrow.

When people fall in deep distress, their native sense departs.

Real sorrow is almost as difficult to discover as real poverty. An instinctive delicacy hides the rays of the one and the wounds of the other.

When fresh sorrows have caused us to take some steps in the right way, we may not complain. We have invested in a life annuity, but the income remains.

It would seem that by our sorrows only are we called to a knowledge of the Infinite. Are we happy? The limits of life constrain us on all sides.

If grief is to be mitigated, it must either wear itself out or be shared.

Life is a chain of small sorrows that lead to a great joy.

Everyone is in pain.No matter where they come from or what you think of them. Sorrow spares no one

Great knowledge brings great sorrow.

No emotion falls into dislike so readily as sorrow.

Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.

He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before any cause for sorrow has arisen.

I know already that I can survive it. That's the sorrow of it all. That whatever comes I'll survive it. I mean, even if the worst were to be true, would it really be the worst?

A lean sorrow is hardest to bear.

I shall not let a sorrow die Until I find the heart of it, Nor let a wordless joy go by Until it talks to me a bit.

Take love when love is given, But never think to find it A sure escape from sorrow Or a complete repose.

But though it cannot be reasonable not to gain happiness for fear of losing it, yet it must be confessed, that in proportion to the pleasure of possession, will be for some time our sorrow for the loss.

The safe and general antidote against sorrow is employment.

There is certainly no greater happiness than to be able to look back on a life usefully and virtuously employed, to trace our own progress in existence, by such tokens as excite neither shame nor sorrow.

Yet there be certain times in a young man’s life, when, through great sorrow or sin, all the boy in him is burnt and seared away so that he passes at one step to the more sorrowful state of manhood

The pity of living only once is that there is no way, ever, to be sure which sorrows are inevitable.

Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.

I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.