Quotes About Sorrow

Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend.

A light is from our household gone, A voice we loved is stilled. A place is vacant at our hearth Which never can be filled; A gentle heart, that throbbed but now With tenderness and love, Has hushed its weary throbbings here, To throb in bliss above...

Let your sorrow smile once in a while.

Blues ain't nothin' but a po' man's heart disease.

Happiness is lost by criticising it; sorrow by accepting it.

Hanging my head and my heart with it, that you sorrowed alone...

Sorrow almost resents love, it is so inflamed.

Fire is love and water sorrow.

Have you blossoms and books, those solaces of sorrow?

It was only a few months after their father's death. His loss had left a wound in Darlene's chest that felt physical, a perpetual ache.

Grief bores holes in our hearts & heads like a woodpecker — peck peck peck — knock knock knock You can't make it stop Eventually it flies away — but leaves pits that never fully heal

But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer And night doth nightly make grief's strength seem stronger.

Grief is a haunted lake that's all too easy to drown in.

A friend dies or leaves us: we feel as if a limb was cut off.

Sorrow makes us all children again, — destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest knows nothing.

Grief cries pain and sighs love.

There was nothing to do for that kind of loss — no solution to it, no medicine for it. You just coped as best you could. The ache was dull but profound, like the unanswered call of a lonely coyote.

Love stabs at loss with pangs of past happiness.

Oh, most degrading of all ills that wait On man, a mourner in his best estate! All other sorrows virtue may endure, And find submission more than half a cure; Grief is itself a medicine, and bestow'd T' improve the fortitude that bears the load, To teach the wanderer, as his woes increase, The path of wisdom, all whose paths are peace...

Grief is a species of idleness.

One joy scatters a hundred griefs.

My heart has cried a deep red grief since you've been gone, pulsing crimson pain.

The love that makes you feel light as a feather is the love that makes your heart feel heaviest when it goes.

You flew off with the wings of my heart and left me flightless.