Quotes About Sorrow

She braced herself for the pain of the perfect horn breaking her heart.

Les Vazdru ne pleurent pas. - Chaque parole prononcée fut une larme.

It would appear that those who win your love are greatly unfortunate. Do not let it trouble you, said Azhrarn. The misfortune is not yours.

Hope is a punishable offence. The verdict is always death; one more death of the heart.

It was then, so curiously, that Miranda held out her arms...And Rachaela went into the arms of Miranda, and together they wept,...like ancient sisters in a tragedy.

Leadenly he sank down on her again, his face in Chenti's pillow, his body slack, weakened as never before, in a deathlike speechless aftermath where thought ran all too free.

The grief would now take the world from him and deliver him to darkness, and he was glad of it.

Let the sky weep for me, Doro. Now I can only weep blood.

Cornelia, closest to both of them, felt an almost indescribable pang, somewhere between arousal and astonishment, envy, compassion, and sorrow. Their combined aura was such that to be near them was both fatally desirable and unendurable to a spectator. Like two blazing candles, catching fire and melting into each other, the composite heat and brilliance might scorch anyone in the vicinity.

Je voulais vous faire sourire, et mes larmes ont coulé. Je voulais vous faire oublier, et la mort m'a rattrapé. Je voulais vous offrir ce que vous m'avez donné. On ne sait jamais n'est-ce pas ? Il se peut qu'un bien soit notre mal, et qu'un mal soit notre bien. Sait-on jamais ? Je vous offre donc ce sourire, louange à l'Unique de toutes les façons, et que la Paix vous accompagne, et Sa lumière, et Sa chaleur.

But the jewel you lost was blue.

Then everybody wept, Or sat, too exhausted to weep, Or lay, too hurt to weep.

They only want to weep As after the huge wars Senseless huge wars Huge senseless weeping.

Show me a person who hasn´t known any sorrow and I´ll show you a superficial.

The old Confession was written by men who knew what it felt like to have done bad things: "We do earnestly repent, and are heartily sorry for these our misdoings; The remembrance of them is grievous unto us; The burden of them is intolerable." Indeed.

There is a misery of the body and a misery of the mind, and if the stars, whenever we looked at them, poured nectar into our mouths, and the grass became bread, we would still be sad. We live in a system that manufactures sorrow, spilling it out of its mill, the waters of sorrow.

There is a misery of the body and a misery of the mind, and if the stars, whenever we looked at them, poured nectar into our mouths, and the grass became bread, we would still be sad. We live in a system that manufactures sorrow, spilling it out of its mill, the waters of sorrow, ocean, storm, and we drown down, dead, too soon... uprising is the reversal of the system, and revolution is the turning of tides.

Only those who are bereaved of all joy in this present world may take refuge in the shadows of the past.

IT IS NOT GOD'S WILL that we follow the feeling of pains in sorrow and mourning for them" AND after this He shewed a sovereign ghostly pleasance in my soul. I was fulfilled with the everlasting sureness, mightily sustained without any painful dread. This feeling was so glad and so ghostly that I was in all peace and in rest, that there was nothing in earth that should have grieved me.

The death of my child was the death of my own heart.

That night she dreamed of the deer. Strangely, the animal was holding her. She cuddled close into the soft fur and touched and kissed it gently. In the morning her pillow was wet with tears.

So she was to be savagely heartbroken and then poisoned by one of their cook's noxious herbal brews in the space of a few hours? Dante would find inspiration in this day.

And then," she finished, "there was the awful sound of a man crying, Honey.

People say time heals wounds, but they are wrong. It doesn't heal at all. You just learn to live with it. When she died, we lost a part of our hearts.