Quotes About Sorrow

Love is bitter, death is sweet.

Mankind is like dogs, not gods - as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you - but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.

Lonely as America, a throatpierced sound in the night.

My eyes were glued on life, and they were full of tears.

Are we fallen angels who didn't want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?…But

There are also silent drinkers with big chapped red fists around silent glasses, huddled over, figuring out ways to get their wives outa their thoughts and you can see their mouths lengthen down and draw sorrow almost as you look.

Are we fallen angels who didn't want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?…

There was a sound of slapping When the angel stole come And the angel that had lost Lay back satisfied

Go Moan for Man

A peaceful sorrow at home is the best I'll ever be able to offer the world, in the end, and so I told my desolation angels goodbye. A new life for me.

Quedamos tumbados de espaldas mirando al techo y preguntándonos qué se habría propuesto Dios al hacer un mundo tan triste.

Todo el interior de unas vidas interminables y sin final que es vacío. Lastimosas formas de ignorancia.

Curvas lindas em forma de pêra moldam a pele de seu rosto, que tem pestanas compridas e tristes, e uma resignação de Virgem Maria, e uma compleição cor de café e textura de pêssego e olhos de um mistério impressionante com uma falta de expressão de profundidade rasteira, meio desdém meio um lamento de dor pesaroso.

Kenneth Wood was sitting on the windowsill looking at him sardonically, yet with that sadness that always happened when they looked at each other - as though there was something they knew that nobody else knew, a crazy sorrowful knowledge of themselves in the middle of the pitiable world.

The worst is missing them, you know? And knowing they won't be back again. Just knowing that. Sometimes you forget and it's as though they're on vacation or something and you think, gee, I wish they'd call. You miss them. You forget they're really gone. You forget the past six months even happened. Isn't that weird? Isn't that crazy? Then you catch yourself . . . and it's real again.

To bow to the fact of our life's sorrows and betrayals is to accept them; and from this deep gesture we discover that all life is workable. As we learn to bow, we discover that the heart holds more freedom and compassion than we could imagine.

I had a twin, and he didn't make it.

I'll tell you, 'Fire Walk With Me' is the one for 'Twin Peaks' fans. It's much more haunted than the TV series.

What I loved with Billie Holiday is she had a good way of parlaying the sorrow with a positive musical twist.

I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

Sorrow makes an ugly face odious.

My subject is war, and the pity of war.

Sensing us, the trees tremble in their sleep, The living leaves recoil before our fires, Baring to us war-charred and broken branches, And seeing theirs, we for our own destruction weep.

I've learned that from a war ignited by revenge, nothing can be born, but sorrow. - Aladdin