#sorrow

When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world; and there certainly would be less of both if the sublimity of Nature were more attended to, and people were carried more out of themselves by contemplating such a scene. ↗

— Jane Austen

#nature #night #sorrow #sublime #wickedness

joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#sorrow #remember

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#heartfelt #shame #sorrow #tears #need

We need never be ashamed of our tears. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#shame #sorrow #tears #need

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#mourning #sadness #sorrow #suffering #sad

I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#lonely #sad #sadness #sorrow #sad

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#grief #loss #mourning #sadness #sorrow

I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I'm so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that's all....a day.....an hour. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#sorrow #comfort

It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace... ↗

— John Green

#cancer #pain #sad #sorrow #sorrowful

I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, hoever, turns out to be not a state but a process. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#process #sorrow #observation