Quotes About Sorrow

por cada virtud hay un pecado, por cada alegría una desdicha, por cada mal un bien y así, en el eterno girar de la rueda de la vida todo se compensa a través de los siglos.

Isabel Allende

was taking place parallel to the peaceful existence of those who did not want to know, who could afford the illusion of a normal life, and of those who could deny that they were on a raft adrift in a sea of sorrow, ignoring, despite all evidence, that only blocks away from their happy world there were others, these others who live or die on the dark side.

Continuaron acariciándose sin deseo y atormentándose con las súplicas y los recuerdos. Saboreaban la amargura de una despedida que presentían, pero que todavía podían confundir con una reconciliación.

Isabel Allende

I put my hands behind my head and lay on my back, trying to hold on to the memories of my family. Their faces seemed to be far off somewhere in my mind, and to get to them I had to bring up painful memories.

I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies.

I have been in sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and sword in my hands.

Sorrow has its reward. It never leaves us where it found us.

The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

The faces in New York remind me of people who played a game ! and lost.

Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.

Blessings never come in pairs; misfortunes never come alone.

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?

Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not.

In every pang that rends the heart The Man of Sorrows had a part.

Complaint is the largest tribute Heaven receives.

The art of life consists in taking each event which befalls us with a contented mind, confident of good. ... With this method ... rejoice always, though in the midst of sorrows, and possess all things, though destitute of everything.

Laughter is ever young, whereas tragedy, except the very highest of all, quickly becomes haggard.

A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.

And by my grave you'd pray to have me back So I could see how well you look in black.

If a man take no thought about what is distant, he will find sorrow near at hand.

Give thanks for sorrow that teaches you pity; for pain that teaches you courage-and give exceeding thanks for the mystery which remains a mystery still-the veil that hides you from the infinite, which makes it possible for you to believe in what you cannot see.

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower, that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known that immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language holds its peace in impotence.