Quotes About Sorrow

Aware that there was talk of making him a candidate in the presidential election of 1880, Garfield hoped to avoid the grasp of other men's ambitions and to be given a chance to wait for the future. However, he had already lived a long life for a young man and he knew that change came without invitation. Too often bringing loss and sorrow in its wake. This world, he had learned long before, does not seem to be the place to carry out ones' wishes.

It is one of the precious mysteries of sorrow that it finds solace in unselfish thought. - James A. Garfield

There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.

The word "happiness" would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

I'm not crying because of how much I hurt. I'm crying because of how much I feel.

Não sinto apenas a dor física, mas tudo aquilo que perdi, que é profundo, catastrófico e que deixará uma cratera em mim que nada poderá preencher.

I repeat the words that I wish someone would say to me, and then suddenly we are kissing. I taste his grief and his need and his tears and my tears.

I'm a planet without a sun, I'm already cold and dead - Cody

Life exists because there's death, and joy because there's sorrow.

Would do anything for five more minutes. Just five. To hold her hand, to tell her I forgive her.

When you lost something precious, the memories of it became a tormenting reminder of what you could never have again.

The sky was dark and drizzly, as if the world wept for what it had lost.

I let my friend die," I say slowly, softly. "That will never be the right thing.

Death ends a life, but it doesn't end a love.

Sorrow and helplessness join the pity party, and I despise both. These emotions are not innocent, but deadly. They devoured my past, eating at my happiness until nothing remained; i can't cede my present or my future, too.

At some point, it's time to stop fighting with death, my thighs and the way things are. And to realize that emotional eating in nothing but bolting from multiple versions of the above: the obsession will stop when the bolting stops. And at that point, we might answer, as spiritual teacher Catherine Ingram did, when someone asked how she allowed herself to tolerate deep sorrow, "I live among the brokenhearted. They allow it.

He seems truly sorry.

Tragedy takes all under regard.

Vom Schatten eines Hauchs geboren Wir wandeln in Verlassenheit Und sind im Ewigen verloren, Gleich Opfern unwissend, wozu sie geweiht.

On silver soles I climbed down the thorny stairs, and I walked into the white-washed room. A light burned there silently, and without speaking I wrapped my head in purple linen; and the earth threw out a childlike body, a creature of the moon, that slowly stepped out of the darkness of my shadow, with broken arms, stony waterfalls sank away, fluffy snow

So quiet are the green woods Of our homeland, The crystalline wave Dying away by the ruined wall, And we wept in sleep; Wandering with timid steps Down past the thorny thicket, Singers in summer's eve, In the sacred peace Of the far resplendent vineyard; Shadows now in the cool womb Of night, grief-stricken eagles. As gently does a moonlit beam close The scarlet scars of melancholy.

Dear Herr Loos, After a month-long tour through all of Galicia I send you the most kind regards. I was quite ill for some days, I believe from inexpressible sorrow. Today I am glad because most certainly we will march to the north and will perhaps invade Russia in as soon as a few days. The most cordial greetings to Mr. Kraus.