When someone who is suffering looks to you for compassion, it's indeed a blessing; you are chosen to be their Light in a moment of sorrow.
Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.
Some people simply bury their heads in the sand and refuse to think about the sorrow of the world, but this is an unwise course, because, if we are entirely unprepared, the tragedy of life can be devastating.
People were always sorry. Sorry they had done what they had done, sorry they were doing what they were doing, sorry they were going to do what they were going to do; but they still did whatever it is. The sorrow never stopped them; it just made them feel better. And so the sorrow never stopped.
In the time of your life, live - so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere, and when it is found, bring it out of its hiding-place and let it be free and unashamed. . . In the time of your life, live - so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it.
Not in sorrow freely is never to open the bosom to the sweets of the sunshine.
You transform all who are touched by you. Mundane concerns, troubles, and sorrows dissolve in your presence, bringing JOY.
Present unhappiness is selfish; past sorrow is compassionate.
It would be an endless task to trace the variety of meannesses, cares, and sorrows into which women are plunged by the prevailing opinion that they were created rather to feel than reason, and that all the power they obtain must be obtained by their charms and weaknesses.
A face peered. All the grey night In chaos of vacancy shone; Nought but vast Sorrow was there The sweet cheat gone.
I would advise you Sir, to study algebra, if you are not already an adept in it: your head would be less muddy, and you will leave off tormenting your neighbors about paper and packthread, while we all live together in a world that is bursting with sin and sorrow.
Sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind.
Listen. To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know. In perfect stillness, frankly, I've only found sorrow.
The ideal God holds for us is to form families in the way most likely to lead to happiness and away from sorrow.
Death is the funeral of all our sorrows.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
Everyone is overridden by thoughts; that's why they have so much heartache and sorrow.
Sorrow is tranquility remembered in emotion.
For beauty with sorrow Is a burden hard to be borne: The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there; That music, remote, forlorn.
Great passions may either bring great victories or great sorrows! In both cases, it is always a great privilege to have great passions!