It so often happens that others are measuring us by our past self while we are looking back on that self with a mixture of disgust and sorrow.
Endurance is the free companion of Sorrow, and Patience her master.
He warned me the greediest wishes cause the greatest sorrows.
I know already that I can survive it. That's the sorrow of it all. That whatever comes I'll survive it. I mean, even if the worst were to be true, would it really be the worst?
The sorrow of not being movie stars overwhelms millions.
It is foolish to pluck out one's hair for sorrow, as if grief could be assuaged by baldness. [Lat. , Stultum est in luctu capillum sibi evellere, quasi calvito maeror levaretur. ]
The busy have no time for tears.
Life grows darker as we go on, till only one pure light is left shining on it; and that is faith. Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revelations.
There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.
I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow.
Hope. . . which is whispered from PAndora's box only after all the other plauges and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is onl time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing us outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion.
More lightly do his sorrows press upon a man, when to a friend or fellow traveller he tells his griefs.
We pick our own sorrows out of the joys of other men, and from their sorrows likewise we derive our joys.
The safe and general antidote against sorrow is employment.
In joy or sorrow, feebleness or might, Peace or commotion, be thou, Father, my delight.
Great sorrow or great joy should bring intense hunger--not abstinence from food, as our novelists will have it.
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, May my lot no less fortunate be Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining, And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea; With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn, While I carol away idle sorrow, And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn, Look forward with hope for to-morrow.
We need to remind each other that the cup of sorrow is also the cup of joy, that precisely what causes us sadness can become the fertile ground for gladness.
Affliction has a sting, out withal a wing: sorrow shall fly away.
Suffering itself is beloved: love and suffering are far closer to each other than love and pleasure.