Quotes About Sorrow

You said you could tear me limb from limb without touching me, I said. You were right, damn you. I am sorry, he whispered again, but this time he reached for me, and held me tight against him. That I loved you? Don't be sorry for that, I said, my voice half muffled in his shirt. Not ever.

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a single death the key to the gate that bars memory.

Besides," he added cynically, "a pair of ballocks may bring a man more sorrow than joy—though I havena met many who'd wish them gone, for all that.

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a

sorrow and despair. All too many

ashes of the dead slaves fleeing on the wind, back toward Africa.

I held him to my breast, arms tight around the broad, shaking shoulders, and my own tears fell on his hair, making small dark patches in the ruddy waves. I pressed my cheek against the top of his head, and murmured small incoherent things to him as though he were Brianna. I thought to myself that perhaps it was like surgery—even when an operation is done to repair existing damage, the healing still is painful.

my heart went to water and drained from my chest.

No," I said. The grief of the night before had softened, but the weight of it was still there. My voice was low and husky, because my throat was halfway closed, where the hand of sorrow clutched me unawares.

It grieves me to tell you," Jamie said, and meant it. "Sixty years from this time, the Tsalagi will be taken from their lands, removed to a new place. Many will die on this journey, so that the path they tread will be called Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â He groped for the word for "tears," did not find it, and ended, "the trail where they wept.

Man is born to sorrow and whiskers. One of the plagues of Adam.

I wept for him while he was still alive to know it

I knew from the first glimpse that he was dead. But I ran to him". There was no way in which to describe his feelings, because he hadn't had any. The world had simply ceased in that moment, and with it, all his knowledge of how things were done. He simply could not see how life might continue. The first lesson of adult life was it, horribly, did.

If the loss of Ian haunts my dreams, the loss of you haunts my days, Jamie.

I'm very emotional: to lose love is the same as dying.

You can't have living without dying.

We all have a divine nature, and we have a thirst to become one with that divinity. That divinity lets us find meaning in life event at the pinnacle of happiness, lets us weep for the pain and sorrow of others, and lets us dream of a more beautiful world. (p. 154)

Wenn das Herz weint, weil es etwas verlohren hat, lacht der Geist, weil er es gefunden hat.

When the heart sinks, people fall.

The body of the boy lies on the asphalt like a paperclip. The body of the boy lies on the asphalt like the body of a boy.

Potato potato, your death is now my sorrow

SELF-CONTROL, which was universally required of samurai. The discipline of fortitude on the one hand, inculcating endurance without a groan, and the teaching of politeness on the other, requiring us not to mar the pleasure or serenity of another by manifestations of our own sorrow or pain, combined to engender a stoical turn of mind, and eventually to confirm it into a national trait of apparent stoicism.

Indeed, the Japanese have recourse to risibility whenever the frailties of human nature are put to severest test. I think we possess a better reason than Democritus himself for our Abderian tendency; for laughter with us oftenest veils an effort to regain balance of temper, when disturbed by any untoward circumstance. It is a counterpoise of sorrow or rage.

The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears.