Quotes About Sorrow

His blue eyes were seas where sorrow sailed.

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

Time doesn't, as advertised, heal all wounds. Although the wrenching immediacy of grief eventually passed, the settled sorrow that replaced it might in its own way be even more intense.

When we love someone, we're held hostage by fate, because if we lose that person, then we, too, are lost.

Ozzie Boone...insists that I keep the tone light in these biographical manuscripts. He believes that pessimism is strictly for people who are over-educated and unimaginative. Ozzie counsels me that melancholy is a self-indulgent form of sorrow. By writing in an unrelievedly dark mode, he warns, the writer risks culturing darkness in his heart, becoming the very thing that he decries.

Sometimes it seems that to exit this world, they must go through my heart, leaving me scarred and sore.

Omul care las? s?-i scape dragostea vie?ii sale va ajunge singur cu regretele sale ?i toate suspinele lumii nu-i pot aduce alinare sufletului.

I gave myself up to my tears. It was as though my head had turned to clear water, it was falling pleasantly away drop by drop; soon nothing would remain.

Stop. I don't like it. I don't like having people die.

When you're held by the dead, you begin to feel that you aren't in this world yourself.

Ciudate mai sunt lacrimile oamenilor!

Las noches ofrecen sapos, perros negro y cadáveres de ahogados.

Su angustia no era común a todas las mujeres en el acto de la entrega. Y con ella ocurrió solamente en aquella única vez. El hilo de plata estaba cortado, la taza de oro destruida.

Inezie ci consolano perché inezie ci affliggono.»

Yes, all of this is sorrow. But leave a little love burning always like the small bulb in the room of a sleeping baby that gives him a bit of security and quiet love though he doesn't know what the light is or where it comes from.

Tape the sound of the moon fading at dawn. Give it to your mother to listen to when she's in sorrow.

I wonder what sound a breaking heart makes?

still laughing but with the same sorrow she had felt when a hitherto perfectly nice cabbie began to tell her that all the Jews in the first tower has been warned beforehand or that you can't trust Mexicans not to steal the rug from under your feet or that more roads were built under Stalin...

Oh, Glenn!--forgive--me! she faltered. I was only--talking. What do I know? Oh, I am blind--blind and little!

Is it not the loss of things which makes life bitter?

I have been in Sorrow's kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and a sword in my hands.

Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches.

So the beginning of this was a woman and she had come back from burying the dead. Not the dead of sick and ailing with friends at the pillow and the feet. She had come back from the sodden and the bloated; the sudden dead, their eyes flung wide open in judgment.

Sorrow dogged by sorrow is in mah heart.