#grief

For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear. ↗

— Lord Byron

#gathering #greatest #grief #grieve #i

Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#dividing #doubling #grief #happiness #improves

The moonlight rained down on the beach as if to shine a spotlight on my solitude, and I wanted to cry out at it, ‘Why did you take her? You, surrounded by all of your twinkling stars and infinite wonders and darkness. There’s already enough beauty where you are. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#closure #death #denial #grief #loss

Tomorrow and tomorrow come creeping in and always will. We're fools trapped in a mechanism of our own unconscious making. Shadows strutting and fretting for one brief hour upon a stage, then heard no more. I'll weep an ocean in my heart, if the world would give me time. But not now. ↗

— David Hewson

#grief #insignificance #life #tomorrow #death

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure. ↗

— William Congreve

#haste #heels #leisure #married #pleasure

Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments. ↗

— Barry Cornwall

#grief #instruments #more #pity #speaks

Politicians... talk in generalities and lies, and I think they've caused all our grief. They're so awful, they're really funny. I hate thinking this because my dad loved politics. ↗

— Paul Lynde

#because #caused #dad #funny #generalities

The fact is that a man who wants to act virtuously in every way necessarily comes to grief among so many who are not virtuous. ↗

— Niccolo Machiavelli

#among #comes #every #fact #grief

When a child can be brought to tears, and not from fear of punishment, but from repentance he needs no chastisement. When the tears begin to flow from the grief of their conduct you can be sure there is an angel nestling in their heart. ↗

— Horace Mann

#begin #brought #chastisement #child #conduct

My grief is that the publishing world, the book writing world is an extraordinary shoddy, dirty, dingy world. ↗

— V. S. Naipaul

#book writing #dirty #extraordinary #grief #publishing