Sorrow Quotes
The possibilities were endless. Battles would be fought. Wonders revealed. Many journeys. Many lands. Many joys. Many sorrows.But stories all...
I dressed to their murmurs in the other room, their voices soft but strained, and I wondered if men ever talked like this, if their sorrows ever spilled into these secret cadences.
Stop the pity party! Your sorrow is full and complete when you go through unfortunate circumstances and decide to mourn for life as a result of the unexpected.
In the serenity and quiet of this lovely place, touch the depths of truth, feel the hem of Heaven. And when you leave, don't forget why you came...
Sometimes while waiting for God's promises to come to pass, we messed up things and go into so many troubles, but God’s mercy has never failed in bringing us out of them all.
Not sorry, not calling, not cryingAll will pass like smoke of white apple treesSeized by the gold of autumn, I will no longer be young.
A life out of balance is a person that doesn’t believe happiness can be achieved now, or in the future. It is as fleeting as the wind.
Those happy memories now added to my sorrows.
Sometimes you cannot clear the past completely. You must live alongside your sorrow.
The world we inhabit is one where children feel sorrow long before they have the words to express it.
She has suffered so much, and that sorrows me. But she has been strong in the face of unthinkable adversity, and that inspires me.
...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.
It is hard to say YES when you cannot say NO. Say NO a lot more. Mean it. Watch how saying YES then becomes easier.
But time heals, as they say, or more to the point, fresher wounds help us to forget the old scars.
But water doesn't care for human sorrows. It flows without slowing or quickening its pace in the darkness of the earth, where only stones will hear.
Edgar Allan Poe’s writings showed me perfectly that there can be such fragile beauty and purity located in darkness and sorrow.
The greatest sorrow in the life of a peasant is that his donkey is lost. And the greatest happiness is that he finds it back.
We, writers & poets, have a big problem. We swim too deep inside life, also in shallow waters, and then we end touching the sand!
You may continue to call it a breakup. I will continue to call it an exorcism.
Pains are not to be relievedSorrows are not to fade awaya slight change in the visionmay bring a new experience
You told me how much you hate me when yesterday you told me how much you love me, what happen?
He was foolish enough to fall completely in love with someone who didn't think he had a heart.
His shirt is covered in my sorrow and stained with my tears.
Speech one may regret, Silence no sorrow begets, Humility be born before honour, Soft answer turns wrath’s corner
But I am not allowed to forgetThe taste of the tears of yesterday.
And the pomegranates, /like memories, are bittersweet/as we huddle together, /remembering just how good/life used to be
I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me!He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!
Kyoko sniffs, unable to speak. Sometimes saying nothing means most of all.
A small temptation can stop a great glory and turn great joy into a great sorrow
There are many days when all the awful things that happen make you sick at heart, when the path before you is so steep you can’t bear to look. Not even love can rescue a person from that.
...every woman has some reason to weep and weeping is sweetest when it is for another's sorrow.
As all our senses are the inlets of sin, so they are become the inlets of sorrow (99).
Be sure that your praise songs are numbered higher than your sorrowful dirges and your utmost hope, firmer than your woeful regrets. Be positive.
Bitterness and resentment are a bottomless well. They can only be healed by the phenomenon of someone else's sorrow rising to your level of pain... it never happens - save yourself endless hurt.
What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:It was like hearing every goodbye ever said tome—said all at once.
I'm two days away from day after tomorrowCounting the hours to my upcoming sorrow Suddenly I lookinto the eyes of my childThen all sadness goneas I smile the way she smiled
Young people have many pleasures and many sorrows, because they have only themselves to think of.
Dust everywhere... and out of that emerged this beautiful boy with the bluest eyes I'd ever seen, holding his hand out to help me to my feet.