Quotes of: Sorrows Keyword

I read once that sorrow looks back, worry looks around, and faith looks ahead.

Come Summer

He finally comprehended that the sole impossibility regarding human sorrow is to arrive at some unsurpassable limit to it.

Country of the Bad Wolfes

There is no greater sorrow than to recall our time of joy in wretchedness.

The Divine Comedy

...sorrow binds us - I will always cherish you - my only disillusionment is unspoken words ...

A Familiar Rain

To have memories, happy or sorrowful, is a blessing, for it shows we have lived our lives without reservation.

The Gift of Rain

Young people have many pleasures and many sorrows, because they have only themselves to think of.

Gertrude

...every woman has some reason to weep and weeping is sweetest when it is for another's sorrow.

The Bridge on the Drina

Time slips by; our sorrows do not turn into poems, And what is invisible stays that way.

Blizzard of One

Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.

The Broken Wings

And almost every one, when age, Disease, or sorrows strike him, Inclines to think there is a God, Or something very like him.

Arthur Hugh Clough

Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.

Thomas Carlyle

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.

All the Pretty Horses

Don’t focus on outward means of satisfaction if you want to be happy.

A Horse Named Sorrow

I felt my heart crack slowly like a pomegranate, spilling its seeds.

A Horse Named Sorrow

Joy, not sorrow. Laughter, not tears. Life, not death. Love, not blame.

I Heart You, You Haunt Me

Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

Romeo and Juliet

There was no sign of any life, just erratic hints of a faded sun peeking down with sorrow on the dead world it once nourished.

Ruinland

Beauty was worth Its every sorrow, mind's fading or World's ending, As darkness covered the garden that is the earth.

The Sleeping Beauty

Sorrow fades," he muttered as he retrieved the last fragment, "grief dies, but Art lives forever.

The Mad Masquerade

Books, which we mistake for consolation, only add depth to our sorrow.

My Name is Red

What is nobler," she mused, turning over the photographs, "than to be a woman to whom every one turns, in sorrow or difficulty?

Night and Day