Sorrow Quotes - Page 47

sorrow is easier than guilt.

Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger than a speck of dust beating, beating against death, against meaninglessness, against guilt, against sorrow.

Sorrow has its life just like people. Sorrow is born and lives and dies. And when it's dead and gone, someone's left behind to remember it. Exactly like people.

Go outsideamidst the simple beauty of natureand know that as long as places like this exist, there will be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

The truth is life is full of joy and full of great sorrow, but you can't have one without the other.

Sorrow can be a bully.

Now you see,' said the turtle, drifting back into the pond, 'why it is useless to cry. Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears.

Nothing is ever truly gone... Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests in some enchantment that is not is ours. We are condemned to an endless present, and we can never go back-the source of all our joy, and all our sorrow." -Hem at Zelika's grave

My sorrow is I used to read all the time and now, as a writer, I don't have the time to read.

Good fortune can take forever to get to you, but as it turns out, sorrow is as quick as a shot.

In a world of sorrow, love was an act of will. All you needed were the right ingredients.

Our rest is formed by our waking life and our waking life is formed by our sorrows.

Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.

...joy takes a strange effect at times, it seems to oppress us almost the same as sorrow.

I suppose I'm interested in sorrow, which is very different from depression or despair. Sorrow is continuous with the world; it allows for creativity.

We meet this evening, not in sorrow, but in gladness of heart.

To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let's treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay. Let's banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.

Is not sorrow, all sorrow, selfish?

Some flowers give out little or no odour until crushed.