Quotes About Sorrow

And from that day on everything under the sun and moon made me sad—

The essential code must include . . . how to crawl from the wreckage when this life falters, how to plunge to the cellar of sorrow and grope for the ladder that might bring you back into some kind of light, no matter how dim or strange.

Lynx sat down beside Calinda. Tears moistened his eyes, and his voice exposed his pain as he whispered, "Don't you go and die on me, woman. It took me too long to find you. I love you, Callie; I need you. Please don't leave me. I promise you, I'll find whoever did this and make them pay," he swore furiously. -Lynx

Some days later Susan and I went to the city for an X-ray, and Susan was found to have tuberculosis, and was put in one of the small rooms down the corridor next to Margaret and to Eva who woke one morning, vomited, and died, and her mother, a small woman with bandy legs and wearing a grey coat, came to collect her things.

Death steals a part of you.

I'm pretty sure my mom would have remembered giving birth to twins and then losing one somewhere along the way. When

You would think there's a natural limit to tears: only so much the body can give at one sitting before it runs dry.

My sinful Magdalene, don't cry: Romantic love has spent its fires.

You grieve what you lost and what you never had. If you try to short-circuit the grief, the grief will find a way to short-circuit you.

I don't think I have a happy place. This possibility makes me ache.

Mañana en la batalla piensa en mí, desespera y muere.»

No sólo la incertidumbre y la espera, también la irracional expectativa, las fantasías, se convierten en esenciales para el corazón de una persona, y ya no es capaz de renunciar a ellas. Pueden convertirse en esenciales hasta el lamento y la pena, el despecho, y le acaban conformando a uno su manera de convivir con el mundo

lo que Shakespeare llamó 'una cama afligida', o 'apesadumbrada', o 'desconsolada': 'a woeful bed

There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.

Querying greys between mouthed houses curl thirstily. Dead stars stink. dawn. Inane, the poetic carcass of a girl

Nobody's life is entirely free of pain and sorrow. Isn't it a question of learning to live with them rather than trying to avoid them?

In absolute and general perfection lies stifling monotony and death. Nature must have contrasts; she must have shadows as well as highlights; sorrow with happiness; both wrong and right; and sin as well as virtue.

As he dropped the last grisly fragment of the dismembered and mutilated body into the small vat of nitric acid that was to devour every trace of the horrid evidence which might easily send him to the gallows, the man sank weakly into a chair and throwing his body forward upon his great, teak desk buried his face in his arms, breaking into dry, moaning sobs.

The fifth race is that which is now upon the earth: the iron race. They live in evil times and their nature too has much of evil, so that they never have rest from toil and sorrow. As the generations pass, they grow worse; sons are always inferior to their fathers. A time will come when they have grown so wicket that they will worship power, might will be right to them, and reverence for the good will cease to be.

He is happy whom the Muses love. For though a man has sorrow and grief in his soul, yet when the servant of the Muses sings, at once he forgets his dark thoughts and remembers not his troubles. Such

Not because he had complete courage based on overwhelming strength, which is merely a matter of course, but because, by his sorrow for wrongdoing ad his willingness to do anything to expiate it, he showed greatness of soul.

Still falls the Rain - Dark as the world of man, black as our loss - Blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails Upon the Cross

But I've caught it already. I am dead — I've been dead for months and months.

He pulled the sash down and turned back. Catch my death! he echoed; and he felt like adding: But I've caught it already. I am dead--I've been dead for months and months.