Sorrow

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

— Sorrow

Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.

— Sorrow

I am destined to pass through this world, wandering like an invisible meteor. Precisely because I am superior, I will have to empty the entire cup of sorrow and distress with no joy to cheer me. But the harsh intoxication of drinking from the chalice of sorrow is a superb pleasure that only one who tears his soul to shreds by himself, with his own hands, is given to taste.

— Sorrow

There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

— Sorrow

O, sorrow!Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

— Sorrow

To SorrowShe is so constant to me, and so kind.

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How beautiful, if sorrow had not madeSorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

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Sorrow, the great idealizer.

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Sorrows remembered sweeten present joy.

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In much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

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That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.

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O sorrow, wilt thou rule my blood,If thou wilt have me wise and good.

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Past sorrows, let us moderately lament them;For those to come, seek wisely to prevent them.

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Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.

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Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:By giving love, your sorrow and my grief were both extermin'd.

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When sorrows come, they come not single spies,But in battalions.

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'Tis better to be lowly born,And wear a golden sorrow.

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I will instruct my sorrows to be proud.

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Here I and sorrows sit:Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.

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Down, thou climbing sorrow.

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Each new morn,Like syllable of dolour.

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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speakWhispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.

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Your cause of sorrowIt hath no end.

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This sorrow's heavenly;It strikes where it doth love.

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One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,That may succeed as his inheritor.

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Sorrow ends not when it seemeth done.

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Joy, being altogether wanting,It doth remember me the more of sorrow.

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Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours,Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night.

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Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen,And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen.

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If sorrow can admit society,Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine.

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To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal;But sorrow flouted at is double death.

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I have, as when the sun doth light a storm,Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness.

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Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrowAs e'er I did commit.

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Sorrow preys uponThe busy have no time for tears.

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Ah, don't be sorrowful, darling, There isn't more night than day.

— Sorrow

For of Fortune's sharpe adversite, And it remembren whan it passed is.

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Men die, but sorrow never dies; Of common brotherhood in pain.

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The path of sorrow, and that path alone,Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown

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In the bitter waves of woe,From the desolate shores of doubt.

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Since sorrow never comes top late,And happiness too swiftly flies.

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I walked a mile with Sorrow When Sorrow walked with me.

— Sorrow

A happier lot were mine,And no dear mother.

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Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

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When sparrows build and the leaves break forthMy old sorrow wakes and cries.

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Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

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Our days and nightsHave sorrows woven with delights.

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Day-thoughts feed nightly dreams;As echo follows song.

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A grace within his soul hath reigned By that high sorrowing.

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Weep on; and, as thy sorrows flow,I'll taste the luxury of woe.

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Do not cheat thy Heart and tell her, Far outweighs the pain.

— Sorrow

Each time we love,To that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.

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When sorrow sleepeth, wake it not,But let it slumber on.

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Time, thy name is sorrow, says the stricken Time, thy name.

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What shall be done for sorrow What shall be done?

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Joy was a flame in me Than you could find in joy.

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Smit with exceeding sorrow unto Death.

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When I was young, I said to Sorrow,I will come and stay with thee."

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Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.

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Hang sorrow, care will kill a cat, And therefore let's be merry.

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Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,That has been and may be again.

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So joys remembered without wish or willSharpen the keenest edge of present ill.

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How fast we learn in the day of sorrow! Scripture shines out in a new effulgence; every verse seems to contain a sunbeam, every promise stands out in illuminated splendor; things hard to be understood become in a moment plain.

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Earth may embitter, not remove.And lead us nearer heaven.

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Sorrow is only one of the lower notes in the oratorio of our blessedness.

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If man were sufficient for man, there would be no need for religion. If there were no evils from which man could not rescue his brother, there would be no need for a Saviour; if no sorrows under which man could not sustain his fellow man, there would be no need of a Divine Comforter. But it is a grief, a care like yours, which makes religion a reality. Carry it to the throne of grace, and see if there you do not find mercy to pardon and grace to help in time of need.

— Sorrow

From the very summit of his sorrows, where he had gone to die, Moses, for the first time in his life, caught a view of the land of Canaan. He did not know, as he went over the rocks, torn and weary, how lovely the prospect was from the top. In this world, it frequently happens that when man has reached the place of anguish, God rolls away the mist from his eyes, and the very spot selected as the receptacle of his tears, becomes the place of his highest rapture.

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Not till the everlasting day break, and the shadows flee away, and the Lord Himself shall be our light, and our God our glory, can we do without the cloud in the sunshine, the shade of sorrow in the bright light of joy, and the curtain of night for the deepening of the sleep which God gives His beloved.

— Sorrow

Vital is the relation between earthly sorrow and eternal satisfaction. The travail to which God's saints are subjected results in the birth of nobler natures and more sanctified spirits. Pain always promotes progress, and suffering invariably ensures success.

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Sorrows humanize our race;Tears are the showers that fertilize this world.

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There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.

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I really believe if, instead of shutting ourselves into our sorrows and keeping all the light of heaven out of our souls, we opened them to receive Him, Christ would so come to us that the season of our deepest grief and anguish would become one of the richest and most precious of our whole lives.

— Sorrow

As the Christian's sorrows multiply, his patience grows, until, with sweet, unruffled quiet, he can confront the ills of life, and, though inwardly wincing, can calmly pursue his way to the restful grave, while his old, harsh voice is softly cadenced into sweetest melody, like the faint notes of an angel's whispered song. As patience deepens,charity and sympathy increase.

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God gives us power to bear all the sorrows of His making; but He does not give us power to bear the sorrows of our own making, which the anticipation of sorrow most assuredly is.

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Most of the Beatitudes which the Infinite Compassion pronounced have the sorrows of earth for their subject, but the joys of earth for their completion.

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When we feel how God was in our sorrows, we shall trust the more blessedly that He will be in our deaths.

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It is not in the bright, happy day, but only in the solemn night, that other worlds are to be seen shining in their long, long distances. And it is in sorrow — the night of the soul — that we see farthest, and know ourselves natives of infinity, and sons and daughters of the Most High.

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Has it never occurred to us, when surrounded by sorrows, that they may be sent to us only for our instruction, as we darken the cages of birds when we wish to teach them to sing?

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There can be no rainbow without a cloud and a storm.

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