#sorrow

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow. ↗

— Leon Redbone

#close #day #dreaming #dreams #empty

Parables, yes. We here are to lead life with woe. Tasting bitter. the Tai Chi instructor ↗

— Lynne Sharon Schwartz

#grief #parables #sorrow #tai-chi #life

When I wished to sing of love, it turned to sorrow. And when I wished to sing of sorrow, it was transformed for me into love. ↗

— Franz Schubert

#into #love #me #sing #sorrow

Love for the beauty of the soul. I shall love you always. When the flower of life has gone, ever I shall find you. When all is lost and winter comes, I shall be your spring time. And memory fades and wilts then, I shall always find you.... I shall always find you.... ↗

— Laurel A. Rockefeller

#elendir #find #flower #grief #hope

Vampires and humans; we are all monsters in our own way at the end of a dream, or a nightmare. ↗

— Cameron Jace

#snow-white-sorrow #vampires #dreams

Though in single life your joys may not be very many, your sorrows, at least will not be more than you can bear. Marriage may change your circumstances for the better, but in my private opinion, it is far more likely to produce a contrary result ↗

— Anne Brontë

#happiness #love #marriage #reality-of-life #sorrows

Pains are not to be relieved Sorrows are not to fade away a slight change in the vision may bring a new experience ↗

— Rixa White

#experience #oceans-of-illusion #pain #silentaria #sorrow

No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#sorrow #death

I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I'd be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn't I feel better than I had in the dead of night. ↗

— Francine Prose

#grief #loss #sad #sadness #sorrow

Where is an intimate friend who’ll hear the secret from me straight out– of what human beings have been from the moment they began? They are born of toil and molded from the clay of sorrow. They wander the world for a time, then set off. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#death #humans #life #sorrow #death