Quotes About Sorrow

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.

Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

The depressed man lives in a depressed world.

I now see that sorrow, being the supreme emotion of which man is capable, is at once the type and test of all great art.

She who is born with beauty is born with a sorrow for many a man.

Whether happy or unhappy, life is the only treasure man possesses.

And yet now, after all these years, I find that it doesn't matter whether I filmed it or not, because we lose our children not once but over and over again. That loss, I can feel it now, yesterday, tomorrow, every minute, and I promise you, I do.

The far-off interest of tears.

You can't know how in this pale life of mine I am all the time seeing the bright pictures of that other that I once thought I was glad to be free of … It's like an ache, a pain that never ceases…

Always there where children die stone and star and so many dreams become homeless.

Our bodies continue to lament With their mutilated music.

If the fire of the love to you wouldn't dry them the floods of tears for you would sweep me away And if the water from my two eyes wouldn't come to my aid the fire of the grief over you would burn my heart wailing

Passant par la maison, la maison de Laylâ, Je baise ce mur-ci, cet autre, et celui-là. Est-ce d'aimer les murs que tu perds la raison? Non pas les murs, mon coeur : les gens de la maison.

In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life

I don't want to lose you.' His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. 'But you don't want to keep me, either, do you?' To that, he had no response.

I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away

The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. Those two elements always go together.

You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

I find myself wondering why—out of all the people in all the world I could ever have loved—I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.

It isn't. The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. These two elements always go together.

Grief is always the price we pay for love

But now, alone in my house, I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him, and I find myself wondering why--out of all the people in all the world I could have ever loved--I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.

And some time after midnight on that clear October evening, Noah was overcome with longing. And if anyone had seen him, they would have seen what looked like an old man, someone who'd aged a lifetime in just a couple of hours. Someone bent over in his rocker with his face in his hands and tears in his eyes. He didn't know how to stop them.