Sorrow Quotes - Page 6

That sorrow which is the harbinger of joy is preferable to the joy which is followed by sorrow.

Give me your hand out of the depths sown by your sorrows.

My principle anguish and the source of all my joys and sorrows from my youth onward has been the incessant, merciless battle between the spirit and the flesh.

There are spaces of sorrow only God can touch.

A cigar numbs sorrow and fills the solitary hours with a million gracious images.

Ungrateful are those on this earthly road, Who do complain that life is made of tears, That happiness on earth one cannot find, That we are made of sorrows and of fears.

Time doesn’t, as advertised, heal all wounds. Although the wrenching immediacy of grief eventually passed, the settled sorrow that replaced it might in its own way be even more intense.

Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving.

I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.

I found more joy in sorrow than you could find in joy.

There is a rhythm in life, a certain beauty which operates by a variation of lights and shadows, happiness alternating with sorrow, content with discontent, distilling in this process of contrast a sense of satisfaction, of richness that can be captured and pinned down only by those who possess the gift of awareness.

Every life has a measure of sorrow, and sometimes this is what awakens us.

All my life I still have found, and I will forget it never; Every sorrow hath its bound, and no cross endures forever.

Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.

The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.

Truly great men must, I think, experience great sorrow on the earth.

You will see that the things you desire most are the very things that bring you the greatest sorrow.

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

It's a peculiarity of the Norwegian culture and of the English and American, too, that men are not supposed to cry. Stiff upper lip and all that. But the Vikings cried like women in public or privately. They soaked their beards with tears and were not one bit ashamed about it. Yet, they were as quick to draw their swords as they were to shed tears. So, what's all this crap about men having to hold in their sorrow and grief and disappointment?

Pleasures may turn a heart to stone, riches may make it callous, but sorrows cannot break it. Hearts live by being wounded.

Nobody notices your sorrow, your pain, but everyone notices your mistakes.

Of all our sorrows, memory is the worst.

Words are most malignant, the most treacherous possession of mankind. They are saturated with the sorrows of all time.