Quotes About Sorrow

Is that why the parents of dead children spend half the rest of their lives in darkened rooms? Are they hoping the ghosts will return with all their original power? She

Cities at night, I feel, contain men who cry in their sleep and then say Nothing.

The darkest hour of our struggle had become the hour of victory. Disappointment, sorrow, and despair are born at midnight, but morning follows. I

Then he half raised himself from the ground, threw his arms into the air, and fell forward in his side. He was dead.

At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.

What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realized I'd never really tasted to things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been. What life would I have? I would be like the dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give.

Sadness was a very heavy thing.

My tears simply broke through the fragile wall that had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.

Grief is a most peculiar thing; we're so helpless in the face of it.

Sadness was a very heavy thing. My body weighed twice what it had only a moment earlier.

Mi madre y mi padre habían muerto y yo no podía hacer nada para cambiarlo. Pero supongo que yo también había estado en cierto modo muerta aquel último año. Y mi hermana... pues sí, se había ido; pero yo no me había ido.

La pena es una cosa extraña; nos deja totalmente desamparados. Es como una ventana que se abriera sola; la habitación se queda fría y lo único que podemos hacer es tiritar. Pero cada vez se abre un poco menos, hasta que un día nos preguntamos qué habrá pasado con ella.

What if I came to the end of my life and realized that I'd spent every day watching for a man who would never come to me? What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realize I'd never really tasted the things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been

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

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

And yet, just as our body would burst asunder if the pressure of the atmosphere were removed from it, so would the arrogance of men expand, if not to the point of bursting then to that of the most unbridled folly, indeed madness, if the pressure of want, toil, calamity and frustration were removed from their life. One can even say that we require at all times a certain quantity of care or sorrow or want, as a ship requires ballast, in order to keep on a straight course.

The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost.

One can even say that we require at all times a certain quantity of care or sorrow or want, as a ship requires ballast, in order to keep on a straight course.

The great affliction of all philistines is that they have no interest in ideas, and that, to escape being bored, they are in constant need of realities. But realities are either unsatisfactory or dangerous; when they lose their interest, they become fatiguing. But the ideal world is illimitable and calm, something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.

El amor es la compensación de la muerte, su correlativo esencial.

Her grief grieved her. His devastated her.

K H A D I J A S A Y S . . . In Kashmir when we wake up and say 'Good Morning' what we really mean is 'Good Mourning'.

Ammu's tears made everything that had so far seemed unreal, real.

And on Ammu's road (to Age and Death) a small, sunny meadow appeared. Copper grass spangled with blue butterflies. Beyond it, an abyss.