Quotes About Woe

Ah lucklesse babe, borne vnder cruell starre, And in dead parents balefull ashes bred, Full litle weenest thou, what sorrowes are Left thee for portion of thy liuelihed, Poore Orphane in the wide world scattered, As budding braunch rent from the natiue tree, And throwen forth, till it be withered: Such is the state of men: thus enter wee Into this life with woe, and end with miseree.

Woe never wants, where every cause is caught, and rash Occasion makes unquiet life.

Love taught my tears in sadder notes to flow, And tuned my heart to elegies of woe. I burn, I burn, as when thro' ripen'd corn By driving winds the spreading flames are borne! ... No more my soul a charm in music finds; Music has charms alone for peaceful minds. Soft scenes of solitude no more can please; Love enters there, and I 'm my own disease.

Behold, the hand of the one betraying Me is with Mine on the table … but woe to that man by whom [the Son of Man] is betrayed! Luke 22:21–22

Woe to the soul which God rejoiceth to punish! . . . . Is it not a terrible thing to a wretched soul, when it shal lie roaring perpetually in the flames of hell, and the God of mercy himself shall laugh at them; when they shall cry out for mercy, yea, for one drop of water, and God shall mock them instead of relieving them; when non in heaven or earth can help them but God, and hell shall rejoice over them in their calamity(244)?

I know necessity may cause the Church to tolerate the weak; but woe to us if we tolerate and indulge our own weakness.

It was bad luck for poor old Tommy.

Lavina led me to an abandoned warehouse. I think that at some point someone decreed that all clandestine meetings must be held in one. Woe to the criminal overlord who lives in a city thriving with commerce, with no empty warehouses to be found. He probably needs to build one, just to have a place to arrange late-night meetings. (Bewitched)

Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe.There's nothing situate under heaven's eyeBut hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky.

Ah! do not, when my heart hath 'scap'd this sorrow,Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,To linger out a purpos'd overthrow.

One writ with me in sour misfortune's book.

Needs multiply as they are met. Woe to the man who would live a disentangled life. Be on guard, my soul, of complicating your environment so that you have neither time nor room for growth!

I am talking about misery and all of its implications.

There was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis.

Life with all it yields of joy and woe, And hope and fear, Is just our chance o' the prize of learning love, How love might be, hath been indeed, and is.

Lord God, I feel so wretched! Lord God, I feel so wretched

Everyone said a Lykae's mate could soothe his any woe—if she really was his, she had her bloody work cut out for her.

Theirs is a story of woe and warning. Take heed and listen well . . . .

Softened by Time's consummate plush, How sleek the woe appears That threatened childhood's citadel And undermined the years! Bisected now by bleaker griefs, We envy the despair That devastated childhood's realm, So easy to repair.

Calamities are of two kinds: misfortune to ourselves, and good fortune to others.

The foundations of Empire are often occasions of woe; their dismemberment, always.

Life is a dream—that knows no shade. Life is a dream—of pain and woe. A dream from which—we pray to wake. A dream from which—we wake and go.

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

With living colours give my verse to glow: The sad memorial of a tale of woe!