Quotes About Sorrow

Beware: this is a place of tears. Questo è luogo di lagrime! Badate!

Nanny had thought she might lose the child from her grief. At night when she rolled over in the bed and went to drape her leg across Gabriel's, finding him gone, the ache in Nanny's chest moved up to her throat, then down to her womb.

Sometimes Discontent is unknown to the sufferer, a shadowed thing that creeps up from behind. It had been that way for Mary. Of course she knew there were reasons for her unhappiness, there are always reasons. One thinks, I am unhappy, I am discontent, because of this or that. But such thoughts are like a painting of sorrow, not sorrow itself. Then one day it comes, hushed and ferocious, and reasons don't matter anymore." - The Outlander by Gil Adamson

SOMETIMES DISCONTENT is unknown to the sufferer, a shadowed thing that creeps up from behind. It had been that way for Mary. Of course, she knew there were reasons for her unhappiness, there are always reasons. One thinks, I am unhappy, I am discontent, because of this or that. But such thoughts are like a painting of sorrow, not sorrow itself. Then one day it comes, hushed and ferocious, and reasons don't matter any more.

Ne pas te soucier de l'avenir, et croire en la Fortune. Telles sont les vérités. Les battants du destin sauront toujours s'écarter pour toi, le jour venu, à l'heure propice. Et puisque le bonheur n'est pas éternel, pourquoi le chagrin et le malheur le seraient-ils?

I miss her more with every passing day because, just as words once written can never be unwritten, grief is not a thing that ends. Sometimes, though, it cracks us open and exposes the places we've hidden, and that can be a kind of gift.

It is Unity that doth enchant me. By her power I am free though thrall, happy in sorrow, rich in poverty, and quick even in death.

Human it is to have compassion on the unhappy

I'm in the kitchen. You are three days dead. A smiling moon rises on fertile ground, White stars and vegetables. The sky is blue. Clock hands sweep by it all, they twirl around, Pushing me, oarless, from the shore of you.

By all means, become an abomination--but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

Joy is a fragile, fleeting thing. Sorrow is stronger and lasts longer. It can weigh you down, paralyze you.

grief is the hardest cross to bear.

Goodbye cruel world.

Sorrow looks back... Worry looks around... But, faith looks up.

None but the lonely heart understands my sorrows. Alone and torn from all joy, I gaze into the firmament, into the distant space. The one who loves me, who knows me, is nowhere near. I am dizzy and my insides are aflame. None but the lonely heart knows how I suffer.

I wait for the morning of my tears.

he's gone, and all the answers in the world can't undrown him

Remember, the burden of sorrow is doubled when it is borne alone.

The gospel is a thing of joy. It provides us with a reason for gladness. Of course there is sorrow. Of course there are hours of concern and anxiety. We all worry. But the Lord has told us to lift our hearts and rejoice.

The Communist Party has not done much to change China's traditional notions of governance, and the result has been more sorrow for the Chinese people. Tiananmen was neither the last nor the most tragic result of dictatorial rule during the Communist era.

If you are patient in a moment of anger, you will escape one hundred days of sorrow.

Sorrow and ill weather come unsent for.

The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.

...the tears come, and I cannot brush them away; I would not if I could, for they are the only tribute I can pay...