. . . how much of our inner substance is it good for us to give to public griefs? The whole modern tendency to agonize over the suffering of the entire globe is surely something new.
Grief - Happiness is to feel that one's soul is good; there is no other, in truth, and this kind of happiness may exist even in sorrow, so that there are griefs perfable to every joy, and such as would be preferred by all those who have felt them.
Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.
The disturbers of happiness are our desires, our griefs, and our fears.
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
No one can keep his griefs in their prime; they use themselves up.
Nothing opens the heart like a true friend, to whom you may impart griefs, joys, fears, hopes. . . and whatever lies upon the heart.
The greatest griefs are those we cause ourselves.
Our griefs cannot mar the melody of our praise, we reckon them to be the bass part of our life's song, 'He hath done great things for us, whereof we are glad. '
They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings.
Freindships multiply joys and divide griefs
In this life you can take poverty, you can take failure, you can take the big things; it's the little griefs that destroy you inside.
Great griefs medicine the less.
When griefs are genuine, I find, there is nothing more vacuous, more burdensome, or even more impertinent, than letters of consolation.
There are such things as consecrated griefs, sorrows that may be common to everyone but which take on a special character when accepted intelligently and offered to God in loving submission.
We can't choose our lives, but we can DECIDE what to do with the joys or griefs we're given.
No temple can still the personal griefs and strifes in the breasts of its visitors.
My compositions spring from my sorrows. Those that give the world the greatest delight were born of my deepest griefs.
A heavier task could not have been impos'd, Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable.