Quotes About Sorrow

Possessing wealth, he observes, won't enable us to live without sorrow and won't console us in our old age. And although wealth can procure for us physical luxuries and various pleasures of the senses, it can never bring us contentment or banish our grief.

Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!

Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

I experienced a form of grief so intense and pure I thought it would kill me.

Well, that's the point, isn't it? We are all sorry for what is inevitable. Piece by piece it is taken away from us. We appear to bargain, but it all comes to the same thing in the end. Death and condolences.

All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old,The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart,The heavy steps of the plowman, splashing the wintry mold,Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.

O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head,You'd know the folly of being comforted.

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

Tell me not of joy: there's none Now my little sparrow's gone He, just as you, Would toy and woo, He would chirp and flatter me, He would hang the wing awhile, Till at length he saw me smile, Lord! how sullen he would be!

Absence from whom we love is worse than death.

Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.

Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -

Delhi was once a paradise, Where Love held sway and reigned; But its charm lies ravished now And only ruins remain. No

the history of any family is a history of death and misfortune.

It was some great good news that could wring a smile then from Christ, or tune his spirit into a joyful note, who was 'a man of sorrows,' and indeed came into the world to be so. Yet when his disciples whom he had sent forth to preach the gospel, returned with news of some victorious success of their labours, 'in that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit, and said, I thank thee, O Father,' Luke 10:21.

The historian's observation is worth the Christian's remembrance: 'Crafty counsels promise fair at first, but prove more difficult in the managing, and in the end do pay the undertaker home with desperate sorrow.'[9]

Thou art a dead man if thou think to answer thy sin with proportionable sorrow; thou wilt soon be above thy depth, and quackle[12] thyself with thy own tears, but never get over the least sin thou committedst.

The word for sorrow in the Hebrew signifies a shield that fenceth and covers over; and, saith one upon this place, it denotes the disease physicians call cardiaca passio, which so oppresseth the heart that is covered sicut scuto—as with a shield or lid over it, and keeps all relief from the heart.

It is a good gloss Augustine hath upon Esau's tears Heb. 12:16, 17. —Flevet quòd perdidit, non quòd vendidit —he wept that he lost the blessing, not that he sold it.

It is better to drink of deep griefs than to taste shallow pleasures.

I imagined grief as a large black crow sitting on my shoulder like a captious shadow, watching everything I did, usually content to sit there quietly, but sometimes cawing judgment in my ear.

And immortality! Who will estimate the peace which a belief in a future life has brought to the sorrowing hearts of the sons of men?

Sam's Place had never felt so empty. He suspected the emptiness was not in the old Quonset hut; it was in him. There was nothing in him now, nothing but the great emptiness of death, which he seemed to carry with him like a virus.