Grief Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Grief Sorrow
No deeper wrinkles yet? Hath sorrow struck So many blows upon this face of mine And made no deeper wounds? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When you die of sorrow it's as if you've broken all the bones in your body, bruised yourself all over, cracked your skull. That's… — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
'Tis sorrow builds the shining ladder up, Whose golden rounds are our calamities, Whereon our firm feet planting, nearer God The spirit climbs, and… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I can still see her face -- The sorrow in her eyes, her voice, as she condemns me. I didn't know it was possible… — Chris Claremont Copy Share Image
O Christ, on you the many-eyed cherubim are unable to look because of the glory of your countenance, yet out of your love you… — Isaac of Nineveh Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“...they had lived, they'd lived intensely. But no matter how deeply you live, it comes to this in the end: one of you will… — Brian Morton Copy Share Image
“You must understand the pain and grief of losing someone is nothing more than a function of survival.” — Steven Cooper Copy Share Image
You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down — Thrity Umrigar Copy Share Image
... how much of our inner substance is it good for us to give to public griefs? The whole modern tendency to agonize over… — Louise Bogan Copy Share Image
You dont choose your life; it chooses you. Theres no point asking why life has reserved certain joys or griefs, you just accept them… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“When we learn to attribute meaning to the events in our lives, we connect with our Higher Purpose, Higher Wisdom, or Source; we become… — Susan Barbara Apollon Copy Share Image
Nowadays most people wear black most of the time anyway: go to a literary party and one would imagine everyone there was in perpetual… — Fay Weldon Copy Share Image
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength. — Ovid Copy Share Image
These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
