Woe Quotes - Page 4

It becomes one, while exempt from woes, to look to the dangers.

W'en you see a man in woe, Walk right up and say 'hullo'; Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do. How's the world a-usin' you?

Sin is dark and loves the dark, still hides from itself in gloom, and in the darkest hell is still itself the darkest hell and the severest woe.

By woe the soul to daring action steals; by woe in plaintless patience it excels.

In recounting our woes, we often soothe them.

I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die.

Woe unto him that is never alone, and cannot bear to be alone.

They saw their injured country's woe.

Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe.

Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.

Whatever mitigates the woes, or increases the happiness of others, is a just criterion of goodness; and whatever injures society at large, or any individual in it, is a criterion of iniquity.

Lord of himself; that heritage of woe!

We are kept all as securely in Love in woe as in weal, by the Goodness of God.

I learn to pity woes so like my own.

Not suffering, but faint heart, is worst of woes.

He for himself weaves woe who weaves for others woe, and evil counsel on the counselor recoils.

Give not thyself up, then, to fire, lest it invert thee, deaden thee, as for the time it did me. There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness.

I often think we do not take this business of photography in a sufficiently serious spirit. Issuing a photograph is like marriage: you can only undo the mischief with infinite woe.

Woe to the man who offends a small child!

Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?

Do not dump your woes upon people — keep the sad story of your life to yourself. Troubles grow by recounting them.

Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, if we our wealth obey; The horse doth with the horseman away.

Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes.

Woe is me! Bitter is me! For what is my life? Why didn't the ship go under and drown me before I came to America?

Sainthood emerges when you can listen to someone's tale of woe and not respond with a description of your own.