#sorrow

The cure for all the ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows, and the crimes of humanity, all lie in the one word 'love'. It is the divine vitality that everywhere produces and restores life. ↗

— Lydia M. Child

#crimes #cure #divine #everywhere #humanity

Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow. ↗

— Rene Descartes

#illusory #joy #more #often #sorrow

So long as there is death there will be sorrow, and so long as there is sorrow it can be no part of the duty of human beings to increase its amount, in spite of the fact that a few rare spirits know how to transmute it. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#ethics #morality #progress #society #sorrow

He that raises a large family does, indeed, while he lives to observe them, stand a broader mark for sorrow; but then he stands a broader mark for pleasure too. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#does #family #indeed #large #large family

Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#any #capable #good #mind #real

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them. ↗

— Jean Paul

#air #around #beneath #break #gather

If for instance the sentiment possessing for the moment the empire of our mind is sorrow, will not the genius sharpen the sorrow and the sorrow purify the genius? Together, will they not be like a cut diamond for which language is only the wax on which they stamp their imprint? I believe that genius, thus awakened, has no need to seek out details, that it scarcely pauses to reflect, that it never thinks of unity: I believe that the details come naturally without search by the poet, that inspiration takes the place of reflection and as for unity, I think there is no unity so perfect as that which results from a heart filled with a single idea...The nature of genius is related to that of instinct; it's operation is both simple and marvelous. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#sorrow #writing #inspirational

She breathed in the crisp autumn air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#sorrow #nature

The next time? Oh, my dear Eliza, you're not going to carry on with this, are you? The Faceless Ones had their chance. They returned and they were sent away again. It's time to move on. Time to take up another hobby, like crocheting, or serial killing. ↗

— Derek Landy

#hobbies #humor #skulduggery-pleasant #death

To weep is to make less the depth of grief. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#grief #sorrow #shakespeare