Quotes About Sorrow

HIERONIMO. O eyes! no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; O life! no life, but lively form of death O world! no world, but mass of public wrongs, Confus'd and fill'd with murder and misdeeds! O sacred heav'ns! if this unhallowed deed, If this inhuman and barbarous attempt, If this incomparable murder thus Of mine, but now no more my son, Shall unreveal'd and unreveng'd pass, How should we term your dealings to be just, If you unjustly deal with those that in your justice trust?

BEL-IMPERIA: Oh let me go; for in my troubled eyes Now may'st thou read that life in passion dies. HORATIO: Oh stay a while, and I will die with thee; So shalt thou yield, and yet have conquered me.

Canst paint a doleful cry?

Grief is the tax we pay on our attachments...

This is my journal. I can be candid here. Candidly, I could not be more miserable.

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish, Come at the shrine of God fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish— Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

If we must part forever, Give me but one kind word to think upon and please myself with, while my heart's breaking.

Yet it is folly to argue against determined hardness; eloquence may strike the ear, and the language of sorrow draw forth the tear of compassion, but nothing can reach the heart that is steeled with prejudice.

We may not only find faith in God in our sorrow. We may also become faithful to Him in times of calm.

The Bible is the Book of Emancipation of Man. The emancipation of man means his delivery from sorrow and sickness, from poverty, struggle and uncertainty, from ignorance and limitation, and finally from death itself.

Godly sorrow goes deep, like a vein which bleeds inwardly. The heart bleeds for sin: "they were pricked in their heart" (Act 2:37). As the heart bears a chief part in sinning, so it must in sorrowing.

O lost, And by the wind grieved, Ghost, Come back again.

Each new child that's born to the Antrobuses seems to them to be sufficient reason for the whole universe's being set in motion; and each new child that dies seems to them to have been spared a whole world of sorrow, and what the end of it will be is still very much an open question.

You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down

Her hands were empty now, as empty as her heart, which itself was a coconut shell with its meat scooped out.

He listen something in my voice because he look up immediately. His eyes as blue as July sky. His long yellow hair fall like sunshine on his forehead and my finger burn from not touching it.

She felt grief move within her like a barefoot woman flitting through a dark house.

a dozen funeral pyres were ablaze at the same time. Black smoke the color of despair rose from those pyres.

My mom told me. And you were young and scared and trying to be tough—and I promised you that you'd never go back. I promised. And she sent you back." She gulped dryly. "Shane, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything I said yesterday. I'm sorry for blaming you for all these years. For hating you. I hated you so much.

shiver she couldn't shake. Maybe this was just her burden, to carry the weight of missing him forever. Because who knew when he'd feel stable enough to be with her in a complete way? The reality was he might never get there.