Quotes About Sorrow

So deep was her sympathy with little Snow White in joy and sorrow, in happiness and tribulation, that her breast heaved and her eyes were filled with tears; but it was not the bitter, crushed feeling of one who suffers because of the evil men have done him, rather the emotion of one who would willingly live and die for the good that there is in life.

He did not know what to say in the face of such sorrow. He sat in silence by his sister's side in the spring verdure, which was too young; and the hidden strings in his breast began to quiver; and to sound. This was the first time that he had ever looked into the labyrinth of the human soul.

Dear brother, do not drink, she began; but she was too late, for her brother had already knelt by the stream to drink, and as the first drop of water touched his lips he became a fawn. How the little sister wept over the enchanted brother

Suicide is one way of saying you're sorry.

Nothing consoles like the blues.

Justice] demands seclusion, it permits sorrow rather than anger, and it prescribes the most careful abstention from all the nice pleasures of putting oneself in the limelight.

So remember this; as long as you are willing to be Acceptance-with-Joy and Bearing-in-Love, you can never again be crippled, and you will be able to go wherever I lead you. You will be able to go down into the Valley of the world to work with me there, for that is where the evil and sorrowful and ugly things are which need to be overcome.

Sorrow and Suffering withdrew a little, as they always did when the Shepherd was present, leaving him to talk with Much-Afraid alone.

El corazón conoce sus propias penas y hay momentos cuando es reconfortante pensar, como el rey David, que Dios mismo recoge nuestras lágrimas en su redoma, y ni una sola de ellas cae en el olvido del único que sabe guiarnos por los senderos del dolor.

we can and must love the will of God in the trial, for His will is always sweet, whether it be in joy or in sorrow.

He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him;

Donc, il faudra que je meure et flotte comme écume sur la mer et n'entende jamais plus la musique des vagues, ne voit plus les fleurs ravissantes et le rouge soleil. Ne puis-je rien faire pour gagner une vie éternelle?

I know what you want. It is very stupid of you, but you shall have your way, and it will bring you sorrow, my pretty princess.

His wedding morning would bring death to her, and she would change into the foam of the sea.

The pain flooded in again. It was always there, of course. Through the shaking hands and slapping of the backs, the grief stayed by his side, tapping Griffin on the shoulder, whispering in his ear, reminding him that they were partners for life.

can only be as happy as my saddest

Myron put the picture down. In the background, Betty Buckley was not singing "Memory," but maybe she should have been. These boxes were a life—a life that in spite of these experiences and dreams and wants and hopes had chosen to terminate itself. From

So even if I didn't wield the weapon that smashed my son's beautiful being into the mangled mess I found on that awful night five years ago, I didn't stop it either. I didn't do my job as his father. I didn't protect him. Guilty or not guilty of the actual murder, it is my fault and thus my sentence to serve.

I lost my parents, which is the toughest thing to overcome.

To lose your last remaining parent is the toughest thing. It is a very lonely thing.

In American military cemeteries all over the world, seemingly endless rows of whitened grave markers stand largely unvisited and in silence. The gardeners tend the lawns, one section at a time. Even at the famous sites, tourism is inconstant.

I will never forgive Joe for that awful operation he had performed on Rosemary. It is the only thing I have ever felt bitter toward him about.

I would trade everything I have to have had a happier childhood.

As a child I made a pact with my mother. I agreed that we were doomed, that she and I abided together in a cocoon of melancholy.