Sorrow is a kind of rust of the soul, which every new idea contributes in its passage to scour away. It is… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
I believe if we can wait long enough that every honorable sorrow will become a kind of joy. — Corra May Harris Copy Share Image
Death cut the strings that gave me life, And handed me to Sorrow, The only kind of middle wife My folks could… — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
