Quotes on Sorrow

Laughing faces do not mean that there is absence of sorrow! _x000D_ But it means that they have the ability to deal with it

If my art has nothing to do with people's pain and sorrow, what is 'art' for?

With so many thousand joys, is it not black ingratitude to call the world a place of sorrow and torment?

He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy. [for without sorrow how would you know what joy is? Contrast provides peceptive clarity]

Sorrow is too great to exist in small hearts.

We meet on the common ground of an uncommon age and share out our gifts of dark and light, good and bad, simple joy and not so simple sorrow.

Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!

In a restaurant one is both observed and unobserved. Joy and sorrow can be displayed and observed "unwittingly," the writer scowling naively and the diners wondering, What the hell is he doing?

Sorrow is brief but joy is endless

This book, conceived in sorrow, composed in grief, and constructed at the brink of despair, contains my mind's best thoughts, and my soul's triumph over the powers of darkness.

There is a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.

There is no fire like passion_x000D_ _x000D_ No crime like hatred,_x000D_ _x000D_ No sorrow like separation,_x000D_ _x000D_ No sickness like hunger,_x000D_ _x000D_ And no joy like the joy of freedom.

Happiness presents itself to man, wearing the crown of sorrow on its head. He who welcomes it must also welcome sorrow.

A fellow gets to thinking. About all the sorrow and afflictions in this world; how it's liable to strike anywhere, like lightning.

Nothing in the world is as soft and yielding as water. Yet for dissolving the hard and inflexible, nothing can surpass it. The soft overcomes the hard; the gentle overcomes the rigid. Everyone knows this is true, but few can put it into practice. Therefore the Master remains serene in the midst of sorrow. Evil cannot enter his heart. Because he has given up helping, he is people's greatest help. True words seem paradoxical.

Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.

Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong.

There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength. it does not enable us to escape evil. It makes us unfit to face evil when it comes. it is the interest you pay on trouble before it comes.