#sorrow

I believe you did not have a happy life. I believe you were cheated. I believe your best friends were loneliness and misery. I believe your busiest enemies were anger and depression. I believe joy was a game you could never play without stumbling. I believe comfort, though you craved it, was forever a stranger. I believe music had to be melancholy or not at all. I believe no trinket, no precious metal, shone so bright as your bitterness. I believe you lay down at last in your coffin none the wiser and unassuaged. Oh, cold and dreamless under the wild, amoral, reckless, peaceful flowers of the hillsides. ↗

— Mary Oliver

#sadness #sorrow #anger

Be like a branch of a tree; flex your body to face 'wind of sorrow'; flex little harder to dance in the 'wind of happiness'. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#happiness #life #sorrow #tree #life

But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#life #pain #sorrow #life

Most of us believe we can spot a drowning person when we see one. But we always make the mistake of thinking that drowning only involves what. believe it or not, you have missed quite a number of drowned and drowning people. Some of us are thought to save some one drowning in water, most of us can spot that too, but none of us has been thought to see the other kinds of drowners, nor how to save them. ↗

— chioma Nkachukwu

#drowners #drowning #drowning-one-s-sorrows #drowning-silence-poetry #find-self

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

Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow, and grief. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#heartache #love #pain #romantic #sky-and-dean

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

I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair. ↗

— Joseph Addison

#despair #fury #give #i #indulge

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine. ↗

— Thomas Aquinas

#alleviated #bath #glass #good #sleep