Quotes About Sorrow

The man was canny, but then he had not lost a son.

To be apart from Min would be like dying for him, and no gloves of fur and snakeskin could stroke away the pain.

You have filled me with death, with your breath of death.

Khaster is dead," Taropat said. "He was killed by the man you would have me serve. You are all under his spell. I pity you.

He, like his brother, the sad Mikha'il, had a wound above the heart that never healed.

Shem enfolded Daniel in his arms and rocked him like a child. He uttered a low, monotonous groan, as if in pain, then words spilled out of him like blood.

If I talked of Valraven Palindrake disparagingly before you went to Caradore as his bride, it was the voice of my pain.

There was a feyness about him, something tragic, which might be his stolen heritage.

Grief has become her whole being, her religion. Now, she has been told that, in part, it was a false belief.

Daniel found that even a serpent can weep tears.

Daniel was his strength, his psychic eye. But it had been plucked out.

Something dark had hooked itself into my heart.

Taziel's clothes lay strewn around the floor of the darkened room, limp ghosts of his long body fashioned in fabric.

My sorrows are my strength I won't share it with anyone to get rid of it

Perveen should have been happy to hear these words of release; but instead, she felt a great sorrow that the one she'd believed was her kindred spirit had turned out to be such an ordinary, closed-minded man.

You bastard! You have brought up the sorrow my family has tried so hard to put behind us!" Cyrus shouted angrily, ignoring the constables hastening toward him.

I'm so sorry," he panted. "I shouldn't have done such things to a girl like you before marriage. But I want every bit of you so much. And now we know that we are meant for each other. Our marriage will be blessed with this—passion.

It was one of the nights which do not come often in a lifetime, and which people never forget. The darkness seems full of meaning; the hush, full of sound. God is beyond, holding the sunrise in his right hand, holding the sun of our earthly hopes as well; will it dawn in sorrow or in joy? We dare not ask; we can only wait.

It is not a fragrant world.

Nobody will laugh long who deals much with opium: its pleasures even are of a grave and solemn complexion.

One morning, about four o'clock, I was driving my car just about as fast as I could. I thought, Why am I out this time of night? I was miserable, and it came to me: I'm falling in love with somebody I have no right to fall in love with.

I lost my family, " he says softly. The tone of his voice justifies my earlier regret. "If you have nothing to love, you have nothing to lose. Even your own life becomes meaningless.

I don't know how long we've sat here. All I do know is that my heart feels torn in two. Have I been here hours? Or minutes? Heartbreak is timeless".

Our glass train, on fragile tracksBeneath bombs that fall like the floodTo wash away the shards—But all this sorrow will recedeAnd we will leaveTwo by twoAnd until then, I will only think of you.