Quotes About Sorrow

Why dost thou pass away and leave our state, This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?

A loftier Argo cleaves the main, Fraught with a later prize; Another Orpheus sings again, And loves, and weeps, and dies. A new Ulysses leaves once more Calypso for his native shore.

Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.

The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

We think of death and loss as tragic twins, but in fact it is loss that hurts us.

I will even appoint terror over you, wasting disease and fever which shall consume the eyes and cause sorrow of heart. And you shall sow your seed in vain, for your enemies shall eat it. I will set My face against you, and you shall be defeated by your enemies. Those who hate you shall reign over you, and you shall flee when no one pursues you. And after all this, if you do not obey Me, then I will punish

It is sad to be an exception. But not to be one is even sadder.

The Crimson King speaks. As a direct result, somewhere a slumbering, dreaming infant shudders in its sleep, and dies.

Progress doubles our tenure in a vale of tears.

Physical death is the final letting go that we all experience with loved ones and that we will ourselves experience one day. Dying now the way Jesus says to means letting go already of every comfort, familiarity, joy, and sorrow—and of the false sense of control those things give us. Letting go of these things is a dying process. Jesus sounds more like a mystic than an intellectual lining up correct thinking.

is literally going to die of a broken heart.

There's no simple aritmetic for life's distribution of happiness and sorrow, no such thing as a standard share.

It grieves my heart.

There's no simple arithmetic for life's distribution of happiness and sorrow, no such thing as a standard share.

Sorrow beyond dreams.

Great loss is felt by no one

Happiness was not a word that seemed to apply anymore, when she had lost so many close to her. There was a contentment that felt deeper, that acknowledged and accepted the quieter offerings of small joys—of love and occasional peace in a life that was full of pain.

felt bad but couldn't help myself. It was Jasper, not just. It was all of it. Was this hell? To love like this, to grieve from fifteen feet, an uncrossable distance?

Grief is a gift, something you have to earn.

And the LORD regretted that He had made man on the earth, and He was grieved in His heart.

And they brought grief to Isaac and Rebekah.

Then he breathed his last and died and was gathered to his people, old and full of years. And his sons Esau and Jacob buried him.

When Reuben returned to the pit and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes,

Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth around his waist, and mourned for his son many days.