Quotes About Sorrow

Nobody loves no one.

Catherine was there, waiting. Catherine would take the pain away. Catherine would hold him and soothe the heartache; she would understand and share the sense of overwhelming loss he felt. She was his life, his sanity. God … how he needed her.

About forty turns ago there was a colony in the east, and a warrior named Swift, who had to change her name to Sorrow...

On her bad days, she felt like a dead albatross would be more appropriate headgear for her, suiting her mood and her apparent role in life.

The Christian should always think: 'If peace and tranquility reign today, it will be different tomorrow. The devil can shoot a dart into my heart, or some other affliction can befall me. Therefore I must see to it that when sorrows appear, I am prepared to weather the storm and draw comfort from God's Word.

So if you wish to rejoice in Christ, for His sake you must bear sorrow, confusion, inward and outward vexations. The reason is that you cannot hold to Christ without offending the prince of the world. You cannot hold fast to the God of life without rousing against yourself the author of death.

In short, those of us who are in the church are in the vale of tears.

The Christian faith makes it possible for us nobly to accept that which cannot be changed, and to meet disappointments and sorrow with an inner poise, and to absorb the most intense pain without abandoning our sense of hope.

missed her mother and her sister so badly it was a constant pain inside of her.

O Lord, thou hast seen my wrong: Judge thou my cause. Lamentations 3:59

She knew she had never been truly alive until she met him, and never so happy and content with her lot until she was touched by the sorrow of him.

everything—sound, sight, feeling, certainly understanding. Christine remembered little of that night other than the smear of life and loss pulling her under, sinking her soul, and the sight of her mother crumpled in a chair with Uncle Harry and his glass of Johnny Walker Red. A man called, he'd said…

The way is short, O friend, That reaches out before us; God's tender heavens above us bend, His love is smiling o'er us; A little while is ours For sorrow or for laughter; I'll lay the hand you love in yours On the shore of the Hereafter.

I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me.

You want me to act like we've never kissed, you want to forget; pretend we've never met , and I've tried and I've tried, but I haven't yet... You walk by, and I fall to pieces.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

It's not love's going hurts my days But that it went in little ways.

He would say, 'How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away someday, far away...' And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.

Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.

When a man or woman loves to brood over a sorrow and takes care to keep it green in their memory, you may be sure it is no longer a pain to them.

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

Hell's afloat in lover's tears.

She heard with patience all unto the end, And strove to maister sorrowful assay, Which greater grew, the more she did contend; And almost rent her tender hart in tway And love fresh coles unto her fire did lay: For greater love, the greater is the losse...