#sorrow

THE USES OF SORROW Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. ↗

— Mary Oliver

#sorrow #uses-of-sorrow #love

Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#destiny #eternal-love #fate #fated-love #loss

Then I played the song that hides in the center of me. That wordless music that moves through the secret places in my heart. I played it carefully, strumming it slow and low into the dark stillness of the night. I would like to say it is a happy song, that it is sweet and bright, but it is not. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#music #sadness #music

A withered maple leaf has left its branch and is falling to the ground; its movements resemble those of a butterfly in flight. Isn't it strange? The saddest and deadest of things is yet so like the gayest and most vital of creatures? ↗

— Ivan Turgenev

#happiness #leaf #nature #sorrow #nature

Truly there are different kinds of pain.  But the most agonizing is the pain of regret, for which there is no lasting relief and no remedy. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#pain #regret #relief #remedy #remorse

For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God. ↗

— Alexandre Dumas

#prayer #religious #sorrow #language

Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor? Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest. Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart. Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#depression #heartbreak #mental-health #psychiatry #psychotherapy

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness. ↗

— Aeschylus

#burden #burdened #disease #doubles #groans

Three conditions are necessary for Penance: contrition, which is sorrow for sin, together with a purpose of amendment; confession of sins without any omission; and satisfaction by means of good works. ↗

— Thomas Aquinas

#any #conditions #confession #contrition #good

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like. ↗

— Saint Augustine

#does #ears #eyes #feet #hands