Quotes About Sorrow

I have lost things I will never stop missing.

the sorrow she carried around that made her smile come a second too late and made her ears grow dull so that her children would have to call her three or four times before they could get her attention.

But sometimes you can spend a lot of sorrow trying to change things for the better, when what was first was best. Its only you were too foolish to realize it.

The world moves on, and you are forgotten. Which is as it should be, I suppose. But sometimes you can spend a lot of sorrow trying to change things for the better when what was first was best. It's only that you were too foolish to realize it.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face—' Her hand touched his, stopping him.

Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.

the human heart is allus the same. Sorrer strikes the same all over. Hit makes a different kind o' mark in different places.

Now loneliness washed intolerably over her, as though she were drowning in a cold black pond.

no man was spared. What all had borne, each could bear. He shared their sorrow, and they became a part of his, and the sharing spread their grief a little, by thinning it.

Bai Shen did not move. He gazed down at Miri, and she could still see the fear, but this time it was mixed with guilt and deep raging sorrow that she could only guess had less to do with her, and everything to do with setting one's heart on a plan that had proven itself to be The Dumbest Move Alive.

Questions, inside the larger mystery of sorrow, which contains us and our daily transit, and is large enough indeed to contain the whole shifting tidal theater where I make small constructions, my metaphors, my defenses. Against which I play out theories, doubts, certainties bright as high tide in sunlight, which shift just as that brightness does, in fog or rain.

This is not a happy story, it doesn't begin or end well, and the middle is equally dreadful.

Only God could take the deepest of human sorrows and in only six verses transform them into hope. That is exactly what this passage is about—hope. Death does not have the final word. The false teachers do not have the final word. Human speculation does not have the final word. Into the darkness of our confusion, God shines the light of His truth. God's truth can transform ignorance into understanding, grief into joy, and hopelessness into assurance.

It is a time when one's spirit is subdued and sad, one knows not why; when the past seems a storm-swept desolation, life a vanity and a burden, and the future but a way to death.

In my age, as in my youth, night brings me many a deep remorse. I realize that from the cradle up I have been like the rest of the race — never quite sane in the night.

Oh, this is the most TRAGICAL thing that ever happened to me!

And For You Zero, A Life Sized Vudu Doll"-Kaname Kuran"I DONT WANT IT!"-Zero Kiryu"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"-Juri Elizabeth Marin

You promise?""I cross the place where my heart used to be and wish to be even more deader than I am now.

The most painful state of being is remembering the future, particularly the one you'll never have.

When I look at the world it fills me with sorrow, little children today are really going to suffer tomorrow.

Sorrow is properly that state of the mind in which our desires are fixed upon the past without looking forward to the future.

Don't dismiss the heart, even if it's filled with sorrow. God's treasures are buried in broken hearts.

In youth one has tears without grief; in age, griefs without tears.

In middle age we are apt to reach the horrifying conclusion that all sorrow, all pain, all passionate regret and loss and bitter disillusionment are self-made.