That sorrow is tragic and kills you exact, when love still alive and hope is dead. — Senoraroy Copy Share Image
“It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. Come on!” — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Courage! even sorrows, when once they are vanished, quicken the soul, as rain the valley. — Johann Gaudenz von Salis-Seewis Copy Share Image
“This was misery that could not yield, for he sorrowed for a time he could not return to, and a self he… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“Sorrow is the texture of filtered conscience. It sounds like an infant’s first inhalation and looks like a dormant maiden.” — Sarah Chergui Copy Share Image
Sending you sincere condolences and the wish that the passing of time eases your sorrow. — Margaret Jones Copy Share Image
“To laugh continually is to never laugh at all. For it takes the periodic sound of sorrow from which to distinguish the… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
We were born to die; we were born to endure, on the way to death, sorrow-sorrow in manifold shapes. — Cynthia Ozick Copy Share Image
Everyone is in pain.No matter where they come from or what u think of them. Sorrow spares no one — Hemantsmarty Copy Share Image
Despair is despair, sorrow is sorrow, death is death. It's not about who is experiencing it; it's about building a bridge of… — Okieriete Onaodowan Copy Share Image
I want Thy plan, O God, for my life. May I be happy and contented whether in the homeland or on the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There is far too much talk of love and grief benumbing the faculties, turning the hair gray, and destroying a man's interest… — William McFee Copy Share Image
How do you recover from an extraordinary loss? Take stock of the loved ones around you. Hug them, love them, and cherish… — Joseph Simmons Copy Share Image
There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow… — Solomon Northup Copy Share Image
I would that I could have stopped time and preserved that day forever. It was a perfect day. There was the shadow… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
Contemplation does not ignore the 'historical Gethsemane', does not ignore the mystery of evil, guilt and its bloody atonement. The happiness of… — Josef Pieper Copy Share Image
Life, with all it's sorrows, cares, perplexities and heart-breaks, is more interesting than bovine placidity, hence more desirable. The more interesting it… — William Lyon Phelps Copy Share Image
“Sake The jewel which brightly shines at night Is precious, but cannot measure up To the delights of drinking sake, Drowning one's… — Reiko Chiba Copy Share Image
“How do you go to your own house when something has gone bad on the inside, when it doesn't seem like your… — William Kittredge Copy Share Image
Come little children I'll take thee away, into a land of Enchantment Come little children the time's come to play here in… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Life is a school, a place for us to learn and grow. We, like Adam and Eve, experience 'growing pains' through the… — Bruce C. Hafen Copy Share Image
When your hero falls from grace, all fairy tales are uncovered Myth exposed and pain magnified, the grace pays uncovered He told… — Tupac Shakur Copy Share Image
The most important part of my practice as an artist has been remembering to stay humble. There is so much hurt, so… — Ezra Miller Copy Share Image
[John Calvin's] treatment of the person and work of Christ, of the Holy Spirit in the life of the believer, of prayer… — Oliver D. Crisp Copy Share Image
“Earthly contemplation means to the Christian, we have said, this above all: that behind all that we directly encounter the Face of… — Josef Pieper Copy Share Image
I know that I am not the only person who is alone in the world. I know that others sorrow in the… — Robert Goolrick Copy Share Image
“Unanswered? I would've answered any question, Hannah. But you never asked.” — Jay Asher Copy Share Image
In joy and sorrow all are equal, Thus be guardian of all, as of yourself. — Shantideva Copy Share Image
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image