Quotes About Sorrow

Mom said that people are interested in birds only in as much as they exhibit human behavior - greed and stupidity and anger - and by doing so they free us from the unique sorrow of being human...I told Mom my own theory of why we like birds - of how birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain.

I don't understand the human heart. Only pain makes it grow stronger. Only sorrow makes it kind. Contentment makes it wither, and joy seems to build walls around it.

Only pain makes it grow stronger. One sorrow makes it kind. Contentment makes it wither, and joy seems to build walls around it. The heart is perverse, and it is cruel. I hate the heart and seems to hate me.

To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.

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Douglas Preston

Evolution extracts a price. What is the price? Sickness, old age, and death; tragedy, hunger, sorrow, pain, and suffering—all these must exist in order for evolution to operate. Without death there can be no evolution.

When the black and mortal blood of man has fallen to the ground ... who then can sing spells to call it back again?

Give heed, give heed and give your sympathy To one who suffers; sorrow roaming wide Impartial stops and stays awhile with me, To tarry later seated close by thee.

To weep and lament over misfortunes, when it draws the sympathizing tear, brings no light recompense.

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

Sorrow is like a precious treasure, shown only to friends

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

To care passionately for another human creature brings always more sorrow than joy; but at the same time, Elinor, one would not be without experience. Anyone who has never really loved has never really lived..

A man in love is a sorry spectacle.

Somehow, the more I get older, and the more I see of people and sadness and illness and everything, the sorrier I get for everyone.

I know—I know. To all of us, Mademoiselle, there comes a time when death is preferable to life. But it passes—sorrow passes and grief. You cannot believe that now, I know.

It is love that has come — not as you imagined it, all cock-a-hoop with fine feathers, but sadly, with bleeding feet.

The hearse is at the door, sir.

Sorrow for a person is different—one can't put that behind one. But one can get over shock and horror by just not letting your mind dwell on it all the time.

Real grief is real. It makes you feel awful but it does something to you. I mean, it works it out like perspiration.

There comes to everyone a turning point in their lives, M. Poirot. They stand at the crossroads and have to decide. My profession interests me enormously; it is a sorrow - a very great sorrow - to abandon it. But there are other claims. There is, M. Poirot, the happiness of a human being.