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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.
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heartfelt
shame
sorrow
tears
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Charles Dickens |
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No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
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grief
sorrow
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C.S. Lewis |
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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.
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mourning
sadness
sorrow
suffering
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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We need never be ashamed of our tears.
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shame
sorrow
tears
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Charles Dickens |
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Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.
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sorrow
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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Those who do not weep, do not see.
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crying
inspirational
sorrow
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Victor Hugo |
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To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
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grief
sorrow
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William Shakespeare |
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"Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater." But I say unto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed."
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poetry
sorrow
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Kahlil Gibran |
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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
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grief
loss
mourning
sadness
sorrow
words
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William Shakespeare |
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Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
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poetry
sorrow
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William Faulkner |
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No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.
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sorrow
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Haruki Murakami |
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" "Four be the things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. Four be the things I'd been better without: Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt. Three be the things I shall never attain: Envy, content, and sufficient champagne. Three be the things I shall have till I die: Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye."
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contentment
curiosity
doubt
envy
foes
friends
hope
idleness
inventory
knowledge
laughter
life
love
sorrow
sufficienty
superfluity
unattainable
values
wisdom
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Dorothy Parker |
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Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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reason
sorrow
trial
inspirational
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Khaled Hosseini |
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She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a sea shell, always boring against the rock, might do. The making of the place had been her pain. But now the shell was safely in the rock. It was lodged, and ground no longer.
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longing
love
pain
sorrow
unrequited-love
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T.H. White |
8da4881
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Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.
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gandalf
goodbye
leaving
sorrow
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
139c1f3
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I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.
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life
perseverance
pessimism
sorrow
weeping
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Charles Bukowski |
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That same night, I wrote my first short story. It took me thirty minutes. It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he found ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into the cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms.
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cring
fables
greed
poverty
sorrow
tears
wealth
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Khaled Hosseini |
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(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
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poetry
sorrow
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Mary Oliver |
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Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.
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solitude
sorrow
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Kahlil Gibran |
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What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life--to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?
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death
fellowship
love
marriage
memory
relationship
sadness
sorrow
|
George Eliot |
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, she thought. ...One day, she promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong. But not today. It could not be today.
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sorrow
|
George R.R. Martin |
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Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoy's Russian peasants when, after putting in a heavy day's work strangling his father, beating his wife, and dropping the baby into the city's reservoir, he turns to the cupboards, only to find the vodka bottle empty.
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|
humor
moroseness
russia
satire
sorrow
tolstoy
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to the young, it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes them unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it. I am anxious to afford some alleviation of your present distress. Perfect relief is not possible, except with time. You can not now realize that you will ever feel better. Is not this so? And yet it is a mistake. You are sure to be happy again. To know this, which is certainly true, will make you some less miserable now. I have had experience enough to know what I say; and you need only to believe it, to feel better at once.
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|
1862
bereavement
grieving
inspirational
letter-to-fanny-mccullough
mourning
sorrow
|
Abraham Lincoln |
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Books, which we mistake for consolation, only add depth to our sorrow.
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|
insight
sorrow
|
Orhan Pamuk |
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How could I have been so ignorant? she thinks. So stupid, so unseeing, so given over to carelessness. But without such ignorance, such carelessness, how could we live? If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next--if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions--you'd be doomed. You'd be as ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to.
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|
despair
ignorance
insight
loneliness
love
sorrow
wisdom
|
Margaret Atwood |
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"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
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|
sorrow
|
Kahlil Gibran |
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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.
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|
prayer
religious
sorrow
|
Alexandre Dumas |
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I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, hoever, turns out to be not a state but a process.
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|
process
sorrow
|
C.S. Lewis |
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But sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. [...] True sorrow is as rare as true love.
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remorse
sorrow
sorry
stephen-king
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Stephen King |
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There's a sorrow and pain in everyone's life, but every now and then there's a ray of light that melts the loneliness in your heart and brings comfort like hot soup and a soft bed.
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life
light
loneliness
pain
sorrow
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Hubert Selby Jr. |
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...the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.
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|
despair
sorrow
|
Harriet Beecher Stowe |
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Pure and complete sorrow is as impossible as pure and complete joy.
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sorrow
|
Leo Tolstoy |
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It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
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|
sorrow
time
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Jacqueline Carey |
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Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.
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|
guilt
remorse
sorrow
witch
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Gregory Maguire |
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She knew that was not an honest prayer, and she did not linger over it. The right prayer would have been, Lord . . . I am miserable and bitter at heart, and old fears are rising up in me so that everything I do makes everything worse.
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|
heartache
prayer
sorrow
|
Marilynne Robinson |
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Among the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Luthien
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|
joy
light
luthien
shadow
sorrow
|
J.R.R. Tolkien |
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I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I'd be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn't I feel better than I had in the dead of night.
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|
grief
loss
sad
sadness
sorrow
|
Francine Prose |
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It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
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|
advice-for-daily-living
fear-and-loathing
grief
inspirational
sorrow
|
Marcus Tullius Cicero |
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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.
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|
depression
heartbreak
mental-health
psychiatry
psychotherapy
sorrow
|
William Shakespeare |
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|
It lit up like a Christmas Tree Hazel Grace...
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|
cancer
pain
sad
sorrow
sorrowful
|
John Green |
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|
You could concentrate much more deeply when you were alone with agony.
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|
sorrow
|
William Goldman |
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|
No truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sadness that comes to us without warning.
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|
kindness
learning
sadness
sincerity
sorrow
strength
truth
warning
|
Haruki Murakami |
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|
A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.
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|
sorrow
|
Oscar Wilde |
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|
His mind was freshly inclined toward ; toward the fact that the world was full of sorrow; that everyone labored under some burden of sorrow; that all were suffering; that whatever way one took in this world, one must try to remember that all were suffering (none content; all wronged, neglected, overlooked, misunderstood), and therefore one must do what one could to lighten the load of those with whom one came into contact; that his current state of sorrow was not uniquely his, not at all, but, rather, its like had been felt, would be felt, by scores of others, in all times, in every time, and must not be prolonged or exaggerated, because, in this state, he could be of no help to anyone and, given that his position in the world situated him to be either of great help, or great harm, it would not do to stay low, if he could help it.
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|
responsibility
sorrow
|
George Saunders |
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|
True sorrow is as rare as true love.
|
|
love
sorrow
|
Stephen King |
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Then one morning she'd begun to feel her sorrow easing, like something jagged that had cut into her so long it had finally dulled its edges, worn itself down. That same day Rachel couldn't remember which side her father had parted his hair on, and she'd realized again what she'd learned at five when her mother left - that what made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting the small things first, the smell of the soap her mother had bathed with, the color of the dress she'd worn to church, then after a while the sound of her mother's voice, the color of her hair. It amazed Rachel how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief that was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood. (51)
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|
endure
forgetting
grief
memory
remembering
sorrow
|
Ron Rash |
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"When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater." But I say unto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy."
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|
sorrow
|
Khalil Gibran |
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Most parents try really hard to give their kids the best possible life. They give them the best food and clothes they can afford, take their own kind of take on training kids to be honest and polite. But what they don't realize is no matter how much they try, their kids will get out there. Out to this complicated little world. If they are lucky they will survive, through backstabbers, broken hearts, failures and all the kinds of invisible insane pressures out there. But most kids get lost in them. They will get caught up in all kinds of bubbles. Trouble bubbles. Bubbles that continuously tell them that they are not good enough. Bubbles that get them carried away with what they think is love, give them broken hearts. Bubbles that will blur the rest of the world to them, make them feel like that is it, that they've reached the end. Sometimes, even the really smart kids, make stupid decisions. They lose control. Parents need to realize that the world is getting complicated every second of every day. With new problems, new diseases, new habits. They have to realize the vast probability of their kids being victims of this age, this complicated era. Your kids could be exposed to problems that no kind of therapy can help. Your kids could be brainwashed by themselves to believe in insane theories that drive them crazy. Most kids will go through this stage. The lucky ones will understand. They will grow out of them. The unlucky ones will live in these problems. Grow in them and never move forward. They will cut themselves, overdose on drugs, take up excessive drinking and smoking, for the slightest problems in their lives
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|
broken-hearts
bullying
childhood
childhood-trauma
crying
cutting-your-self
depression
emo
emotion
growing-up
happiness
helplessness
hopeless-romantic
infatuation
inspirational
joy
lfe-essons
life
love
parents
phases
romance
sorrow
teenage-love
teenagers
trapped
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Thisuri Wanniarachchi |
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"It sounded old. Old and tired and beaten to death. Deserve. Now it seemed to him that he was always saying or thinking that he didn't deserve some bad luck, or some bad treatment from others. He'd told Guitar that he didn't "deserve" his family's dependence, hatred, or whatever. That he didn't even "deserve" to hear all the misery and mutual accusations his parents unloaded on him. Nor did he "deserve" Hagar's vengeance. But why shouldn't his parents tell him their personal problems? If not him, then who? And if a stranger could try to kill him, surely Hagar, who knew him and whom he'd thrown away like a wad of chewing gum after the flavor was gone--she had a right to try to kill him too. Apparently he though he deserved only to be loved--from a distance, though--and given what he wanted. And in return he would be...what? Pleasant? Generous? Maybe all he was really saying was: I am not responsible for your pain; share your happiness with me but not your unhappiness."
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|
deserve
family
happiness
maturity
pain
responsibility
sorrow
|
Toni Morrison |
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|
It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others
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|
sorrow
|
Jacqueline Carey |
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|
"Yes" Said Gandalf; "for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of out fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil." --
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|
parting
sorrow
|
J.R.R. Tolkien |
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|
"Yes" Said Gandalf; "for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of out fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil."
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|
parting
sorrow
|
J.R.R. Tolkien |
a70ccd9
|
We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.
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|
death
grief
immortality
life-goes-on
loss
memory
mourning
sorrow
|
John Banville |
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Some attribute had departed from her, the permanence of which had been essential to keep her a woman. Such is frequently the fate, and such the stern development, of the feminine character and person, when the woman has encountered, and lived through, an experience of peculiar severity. If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or--and the outward semblance is the same--crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more.
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|
pain
sorrow
|
Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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|
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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|
sorrow
|
Cormac McCarthy |
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|
What was the point in crying when there was no one to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even comfort yourself?
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|
crying
sorrow
|
Cassandra Clare |
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|
And I'm hoping there's some larger truth about suffering here, or at least my understanding of it - although I've come to realize that the only truths that matter to me are the ones I don't, and can't, understand. What's mysterious, ambiguous, inexplicable. What doesn't fit into a story, what doesn't have a story. Glint of brightness on a barely-there chain. Patch of sunlight on a yellow wall. The loneliness that separates every living creature from every other living creature. Sorrow inseparable from joy.
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|
loneliness
sorrow
sunlight
yellow
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Donna Tartt |
a5d5cd4
|
I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.
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|
grief
heartbreak
loss
sorrow
|
Robin McKinley |
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|
Ask him why there are hypocrites in the world.' 'Because it is hard to bear the happiness of others.' 'When are we happy?' 'When we desire nothing and realize that possession is only momentary, and so are forever playing.' 'What is regret?' 'To realize that one has spent one's life worrying about the future.' 'What is sorrow?' 'To long for the past.' 'What is the highest pleasure?' 'To hear a good story.
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|
hinduism
pleasure
poetry
sorrow
|
Vikram Chandra |
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|
Here is a commandment for you: seek happiness in sorrow. Work, work tirelessly.
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|
sorrow
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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|
The sorrow that lay cold in her mother's heart... converted it into a tomb.
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|
sadness
sorrow
tomb
|
Nathaniel Hawthorne |
955f1f9
|
The heart knoweth its own sorrow and there are times when, like David, it is comforting to think that our tears are put in a bottle and not one of them forgotten by the one who leads us in paths of sorrow.
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|
sorrow
tears
|
Hannah Hurnard |
9aa003f
|
Give sustenance, Allah. Give sustenance to me.
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|
sad
sorrow
spiritual
sustenance
|
Khaled Hosseini |
530d143
|
"I, answering in the end, began: 'Alas,
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|
fate
love
sorrow
|
Dante Alighieri |
473cdc9
|
"There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and woman to fill our day; But when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more?
|
|
dog
sorrow
|
Rudyard Kipling |
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|
There is something sustaining in the very agitation that accompanies the first shocks of trouble, just as an acute pain is often a stimulus, and produces an excitement which is transient strength. It is in the slow, changed life that follows--in the time when sorrow has become stale, and has no longer an emotive intensity that counteracts its pain--in the time when day follows day in dull unexpectant sameness, and trial is a dreary routine--it is then that despair threatens; it is then that the peremptory hunger of the soul is felt, and eye and ear are strained after some unlearned secret of our existence, which shall give to endurance the nature of satisfaction.
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|
satisfaction
sorrow
|
George Eliot |
1b02241
|
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.
|
|
sorrow
tears
water
|
William Shakespeare |
a8278c6
|
I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.
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|
death
depression
empty
forget
grief
hollow
ignore
life
loss
mourn
mourning
numb
pass-by
sorrow
tears
|
Robin Hobb |
cbcde5a
|
She might have wept then, had not the sky begun to do it for her.
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|
sky
sorrow
tears
weep
wept
|
George R.R. Martin |
8a56b3d
|
Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea
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|
mourning
sorrow
tears
weeping
|
J.R.R. Tolkien |
db171e7
|
But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.
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|
life
pain
sorrow
|
Emma Forrest |
e69b79b
|
If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up; So quick bright things come to confusion.
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|
love
pain
sorrow
|
William Shakespeare |
bdff052
|
I mean talk. Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what's been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it's been full of sorrow or anger, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with him.
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|
friend
god
questioning
sorrow
talk
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Nicholas Sparks |
dfddfb7
|
"Your tale is of the longest," observed Monks, moving restlessly in his chair. It is a true tale of grief and trial, and sorrow, young man," returned Mr. Brownlow, "and such tales usually are; if it were one of unmixed joy and happiness, it would be very brief."
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|
sorrow
trial
|
Charles Dickens |
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The knowledge that he had left me with no intent ever to return had come over me in tiny droplets of realization spread over the years. And each droplet of comprehension brought its own small measure of hurt...He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return.
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|
choose
comprehension
desire
farewell
fate
fitz
follow
fool
hurt
knowledge
leave
left
pain
part-ways
realize
return
seek
separate
sincere
sorrow
soul
understanding
wait
wish
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Robin Hobb |
94b65c5
|
Memory haunts me from age to age, and passion leads me by the hand--evil have I done, and with sorrow have I made acquaintance from age to age, and from age to age evil shall I do, and sorrow shall I know till my redemption comes.
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|
living
living-on
sorrow
waiting
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H. Rider Haggard |
4a004bb
|
It is strange,' he said at last. 'I had longed to enter the world of men. Now I see it filled with sorrow, with cruelty and treachery, with those who would destroy all around them.' 'Yet, enter it you must,' Gwydion answered, 'for it is a destiny laid on each of us. True, you have seen these things. But there are equal parts of love and joy.
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|
cruelty
joy
love
manhood
sorrow
treachery
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Lloyd Alexander |
80d133f
|
Accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
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|
acceptance
grief
joy
life
seasons
serenity
sorrow
|
Kahlil Gibran |
e5dd3f7
|
There are endings. There are beginnings. Sometimes they coincide, with the ending of one thing marking the beginning of another. But sometimes there is simply a long space after an ending, a time when it seems everything else has ended and nothing else can ever begin.
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|
beginning
coincide
depression
empty
end
ending
initiate
lead
loss
mark
mourn
mourning
numb
passage
show
sign
sorrow
space
start
time
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Robin Hobb |
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
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joy
sorrow
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Kahlil Gibran |
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As long as there is one person suffering an injustice; as long as one person is forced to bear an unnecessary sorrow; as long as one person is subject to an undeserved pain, the worship of a God is a demoralizing humiliation. As long as there is one mistake in the universe; as long as one wrong is permitted to exist; as long as there is hatred and antagonism among mankind, the existence of a God is a moral impossibility. said: 'Injustice upon earth renders the justice of of heaven impossible.
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earth
hatred
impossibility
ingersoll
injustice
justice
mankind
mistake
morality
pain
robert-g-ingersoll
robert-green-ingersoll
robert-ingersoll
sorrow
suffering
universe
wrong
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Joseph Lewis |
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This rose of pearl-coated infinity transforms the diseased slums of a broken heart into a palace made of psalms and gold.
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classic-poems
classic-quotes
compassion
faith
grief
healing-grief
hope
infinity
inspiration
inspiration-for-the-soul
inspirational-quotes
newtown-connecticut
palaces
pearls
pearls-of-wisdom
quotes-for-easter
rebirth
recovery
recovery-from-grief
resurrection
roses
savannah-authors-and-poets
sorrow
spiritual-transformation
spirituality
survival
transformation
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Aberjhani |
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"Sorrow is humbling. I want my pain to be fabulous. I don't need my pain to be worse than anyone else's; I just want it to be strangely, uniquely mine. Art to someone else's breakdown. -- Thea Hillman, "Dear Kath After" from the anthology "
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humility
michelle-tea
pain
sorrow
thea-hillman
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Clint Catalyst Michelle Tea Thea Hillman |
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"Feyre," he said--softly enough that I faced him again. "Why?" He tilted his head to the side. "You dislike our kind on a good day. And after Andras . . ." Even in the darkened hallway, his usual bright eyes were shadowed. "So why?" I took a step closer to him, my blood-covered feet sticking to the rug. I glanced down the stairs to where I could still see the prone form of the faerie and the stumps of his wings. "Because I wouldn't want to die alone," I said, and my voice wobbled as I looked at Tamlin again, forcing myself to meet his stare. "Because I'd want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile after that. That's something everyone deserves, human or faerie." I swallowed hard, my throat painfully tight. "I regret what I did to Andras," I said, the words so strangled they were no more than a whisper. "I regret that there was . . . such hate in my heart. I wish I could undo it--and . . . I'm sorry. So very sorry."
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feyre
sorrow
tamlin
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Sarah J. Maas |
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There are some situations which men understand by instinct, by which reason is powerless to explain; in such cases the greatest poet is he who gives utterance to the most natural and vehement outburst of sorrow. Those who hear the bitter cry are as much impressed as if they listened to an entire poem, and when th sufferer is sincere they are right in regarding his outburst as sublime.
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relationship
sorrow
sympathy
the-count-of-monte-cristo
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Alexandre Dumas |
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I -- I alone know how to mourn for him as he deserves.' But while we were still shaking hands, such a look of awful desolation came upon her face that I perceived she was one of those creatures that are not the playthings of Time. For her he had died only yesterday. And, by Jove! the impression was so powerful that for me, too, he seemed to have died only yesterday -- nay, this very minute. I saw her and him in the same instant of time -- his death and her sorrow -- I saw her sorrow in the very moment of his death. Do you understand? I saw them together -- I heard them together.
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death
devotion
mourning
sorrow
time
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Joseph Conrad |
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...to return to their 'native soil,' as they say, to the bosom, so to speak, of their mother earth, like frightened children, yearning to fall asleep on the withered bosom of their decrepit mother, and to sleep there for ever, only to escape the horrors that terrify them.
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depression
earth
escape
fear
horror
misery
mother
sleep
sorrow
suicide
terror
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence. There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder; robberies that leave man or woman forever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer--committed to no sound except that of low moans in the night, seen in no writing except that made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish and early morning tears. Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear.
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sadness
silence
sorrow
suffering
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George Eliot |
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But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?
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love
sorrow
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Jodi Picoult |
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"Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me;
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sorrow
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Thomas Moore |
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Tears never were worth the effort of crying them.
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sorrow
tears
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Mary Balogh |
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How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness?--from the covenant of peace a simile of sorrow? But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born.
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happiness
sorrow
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Edgar Allan Poe |
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What does life give me in the end but sorrow? What do love's good and evil send but sorrow? I've only seen one true companion - pain, And I have known no faithful friend but sorrow.
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love
love-quotes-and-sayings
poetry
quote
quotes
sadness
sorrow
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Hafez |
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There was a listlessness in his gait, as if he saw no reason for taking one step further, nor felt any desire to do so, but would have been glad, could he be glad of anything, to fling himself down at the root of the nearest tree, and lie there passive for evermore. The leaves might bestrew him, and the soil gradually accumulate and form a little hillock over his frame, no matter whether there were life in it or no. Death was too definite an object to be wished for or avoided.
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depression
sorrow
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.
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loss
sorrow
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Jodi Picoult |
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Though the face before me was that of a young woman of certainly not more than thirty years, in perfect health and the first flush of ripened beauty, yet it bore stamped upon it a seal of unutterable experience, and of deep acquaintance with grief and passion. Not even the slow smile that crept about the dimples of her mouth could hide the shadow of sin and sorrow. It shone even in the light of those glorious eyes, it was present in the air of majesty, and it seemed to say: 'Behold me, lovely as no woman was or is, undying and half-divine; memory haunts me from age to age, and passion leads me by the hand--evil have I done, and with sorrow have I made acquaintance from age to age, and from age to age evil shall I do, and sorrow shall I know till my redemption comes.
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beauty
goddess
immortality
life
sorrow
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H. Rider Haggard |
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The sun hides not the ocean, which is the dark side of this earth, and which is two thirds of this earth. So, therefore, that mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in him, that mortal man cannot be true-- not true, or undeveloped. With books the same. The truest of all men was the Man of Sorrows, and the truest of all books is Solomon's, and Ecclesiastes is the fine hammered steel of woe.
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melancholy
moby-dick
sorrow
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Herman Melville |
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...in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.
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louisa-may-alcott
sorrow
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Louisa May Alcott |
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We resonate with one another's sorrows because we are interconnected. Being whole and simultaneously part of a larger whole, we can change the world simply by changing ourselves. If I become a center of love and kindness in this moment, then in a perhaps small but hardly insignificant way, the world now has a nucleus of love and kindness it lacked the moment before. This benefits me and it benefits others.
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being-whole
benefits-all
benefits-me
center
change-ourselves
change-the-world
interconnectedness
kindness
love
meditation
mindfulness
resonate
sorrow
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Jon Kabat-Zinn |
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My prayers, my tears, my wishes, fears, and lamentations, were witnessed by myself and heaven alone. When we are harassed by sorrows or anxieties, or long oppressed by any powerful feelings which we must keep to ourselves, for which we can obtain and seek no sympathy from any living creature, and which yet we cannot, or will not wholly crush, we often naturally seek relief in poetry--and often find it, too--whether in the effusions of others, which seem to harmonize with our existing case, or in our own attempts to give utterance to those thoughts and feelings in strains less musical, perchance, but more appropriate, and therefore more penetrating and sympathetic, and, for the time, more soothing, or more powerful to rouse and to unburden the oppressed and swollen heart.
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poetry
prayer
sorrow
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Anne Brontë |
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The branches of the trees looked as if they were holding hands and bowing their heads in prayer.
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sorrow
trees
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Ishmael Beah |
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I write. My hand is shaking; my eyes sting and fill. I add before pushing the notebook and pen back across the table, wiping a hand across my cheeks. As he reads, my impulse is to reach out, grab the notebook, run outside, dump it in the trash, bury it in the snow, throw it under the wheels of a passing car - something, something, so I can go back fifteen seconds when this part ofme was still shut away and private. Then I look at Ravi's face again, and the normally white white whites of his eyes are pink. This causes major disruption to my ability to control the flow of my own tears. I see myself when I look at him right now: he's reflecting my sadness, my broken heart, back to me. He takes the pe, writes, and slides it over. You'd think it's something epic from the way it levels my heart. It isn't. Four little words.
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grief
life
sorrow
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Sara Zarr |
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Suiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?' 'Oh, rather!' 'What do you do about it?' 'I generally take a couple of cocktails.
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alcoholic
depression
desolation
emptiness
humor
sorrow
soul
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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...this woman, moved by some private sorrow as much as the words being spoken, cried almost silently, unobserved by others, apart from Mma Ramotswe, who stretched out her hand and laid it on her shoulder. , she began to whisper, but changed her words even as she uttered them, and said quietly, . We should not tell people not to weep - we do it because of our sympathy for them - but we should really tell them that their tears are justified and entirely right.
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sorrow
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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Other people's sorrows and joys have a way of reminding us of our own; we partly empathize with them because we ask ourselves: What about me? What does that say about my life, my pains, my anguish?
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empathy
joy
life
pain
sorrow
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Azar Nafisi |
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He thought perhaps it was a woman's way, to come out of such a storm of emotion and pain as if she were a ship emerging onto calm seas. She had seemed, not at peace, but emptied of sorrow. As if she had run out of that particular emotion and no other one arose to take its place.
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cold
depression
devastation
disappointment
emotion
empty
numb
pain
peace
sadness
ship
sorrow
storm
tragedy
way
woman
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Robin Hobb |
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In my dream, people apologized for things that were about to happen, and lit candles by inhaling.
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regret
remorse
sorrow
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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In the dead of night I stirred. Wakefulness flowed back into me. I was a cup full of sorrow, but that sorrow was stilled, like a pain that abates as long as one does not move.
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awaken
contemplate
depression
full
numb
pain
remember
sorrow
stillness
wakefulness
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Robin Hobb |
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Middle children weep longer than their brothers and sisters. Over her mother's shoulder, stilling her pains and her injured pride, Jackie Lacon watched the party leave. First, two men she had not seen before: one tall, one short and dark. They drove off in a small green van. No one waved to them, she noticed, or even said goodbye. Next, her father left in his own car; lastly a blond, good-looking man and a short fat one in an enormous overcoat like a pony blanket made their way to a sports car parked under the beech trees. For a moment she really thought there must be something wrong with the fat one, he followed so slowly and so painfully. Then, seeing the handsome man hold the car door for him, he seemed to wake, and hurried forward with a lumpy skip. Unaccountably, this gesture upset her afresh. A storm of sorrow seized her and her mother could not console her.
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sorrow
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John le Carré |
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Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
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sorrow
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William Blake |
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How long can I be a wall, keeping the wind off? How long can I be Gentling the sun with the shade of my hand, Intercepting the blue bolts of a cold moon? The voices of loneliness, the voices of sorrow Lap at my back ineluctably. How shall it soften them, this little lullaby?
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fortitude
loneliness
poetry
sorrow
strength
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Sylvia Plath |
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In general I lacked principally the ability to provide even in the slightest detail for the real future. I thought only of things in the present and their present condition, not because of thoroughness or any special, strong interest, but rather, to the extent that weakness in thinking was not the cause, because of sorrow and fear - sorrow, because the present was so sad for me that I thought I could not leave it before it resolved itself into happiness; fear, because, like my fear of the slightest action in the present, I also considered myself, in view of my contemptible, childish appearance, unworthy of forming a serious, responsible opinion of the great, manly future which usually seemed so impossible to me that every short step forward appeared to me to be counterfeit and the next step unattainable.
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counterfeit
fear
future
impossible
sorrow
unattainable
unworthy
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Franz Kafka |
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Well, quite softly, one day following another, a spring on a winter, and an autumn after a summer, this wore away, piece by piece, crumb by crumb; it passed away, it is gone, I should say it has sunk; for something always remains at the bottom as one would say--a weight here, at one's heart.
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heaviness
sorrow
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Gustave Flaubert |
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...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.
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distract
empty
fond
fondness
have
miss
remember
reminiscence
seek
sigh
sorrow
want
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Robin Hobb |
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If one bad thing befell me, I immediately linked it to every bad thing that had happened in the last week or might happen in the coming week. And when I became sad, I was prone to wallow in grief, piling up my woes and sprawling on them like a dragon on a hoard.
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bad
bad-habit
befall
befell
complain
depression
dragon
fear
future
happen
hoard
loss
mourn
much
occur
occurence
past
predict
sadness
sorrow
tendency
wallow
woe
woes
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Robin Hobb |
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There is no greater sorrow than to recall our time of joy in wretchedness.
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sorrow
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Dante Alighieri |
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Young people have many pleasures and many sorrows, because they have only themselves to think of.
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sorrow
wisdom
youth
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Hermann Hesse |
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It is time to end a story that began in sorrow and ordeal and has ended in a deep and lasting happiness. May it be so for others.
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happiness
sorrow
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Anne McCaffrey |
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It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God's death.
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sorrow
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Christopher Moore |
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Keep your heart infinitesimally small and sorrow will never spy it, never plunge, never flap away with your heart in her claws.
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sorrow
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Emma Donoghue |
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Squiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?' 'Oh, rather!' 'What do you do about it?' 'I generally take a couple of cocktails.
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alcohol-addiction
comedy
depression
desolation
emptiness
humor
loneliness
sorrow
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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I dressed to their murmurs in the other room, their voices soft but strained, and I wondered if men ever talked like this, if their sorrows ever spilled into these secret cadences.
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men-and-women
pain
quiet
sorrow
women
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Esmeralda Santiago |
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Before and after the funeral I never ceased to cry and be miserable, but it makes me ashamed when I think back on that sadness of mine, seeing that always in it was an element of self-love - now a desire to show that I prayed more than any one else, now concern about the impression I was producing on others, now an aimless curiosity which caused me to observe Mimi's cap or the faces of those around me. I despised myself for not experiencing sorrow to the exclusion of everything else, and I tried to conceal all other feelings: this made my grief insincere and unnatural. Moreover, I felt a kind of enjoyment in knowing that I was unhappy and I tried to stimulate my sense of unhappiness, and this interest in myself did more than anything else to stifle real sorrow in me.
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childhood
death
funeral
grief
self-love
sorrow
tolstoy
unhappiness
youth
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Leo Tolstoy |
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"Walk openly, Marian used to say. Love even the threat and the pain, feel yourself fully alive, cast a bold shadow, accept, accept. What we call evil is only a groping towards good, part of the trial and error by which we move toward the perfected consciousness... God is kind? Life is good? Nature never did betray the heart that loved her? Why the reward she received for living intensely and generously and trying to die with dignity? Why the horror at the bridge her last clear sight of earth?...I do not accept, I am not reconciled. But one thing she did. She taught me the stupidity of the attempt to withdraw and be free of trouble and harm... She said, "You wondered what was in whale's milk. Now you know. Think of the force down there, just telling things to get born, just to be!" I had had no answer for her then. Now I might have one. Yes, think of it, I might say. And think how random and indiscriminate it is, think how helplessly we must submit, think how impossible it is to control or direct it. Think how often beauty and delicacy and grace are choked out by weeds. Think how endless and dubious is the progress from weed to flower. Even alive, she never convinced me with her advocacy of biological perfectionism. She never persuaded me to ignore, or look upon as merely hard pleasures, the evil that I felt in every blight and smut and pest in my garden- that I felt, for that matter, squatting like a toad on my own heart. Think of the force of life, yes, but think of the component of darkness in it. One of the things that's in whale's milk is the promise of pain and death. And so? Admitting what is so obvious, what then? Would I wipe Marion Catlin out of my unperfected consciousness if I could? Would I forgo the pleasure of her company to escape the bleakness of her loss? Would I go back to my own formula, which was twilight sleep, to evade the pain she brought with her? Not for a moment. And so even in the gnashing of my teeth, I acknowledge my conversion. It turns out to be for me as I once told her it would be for her daughter. I shall be richer all my life for this sorrow."
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loss
pain
sorrow
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Wallace Stegner |
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What could she possibly have done that was so heinous as to earn her a lifetime of self-mortification? No one short of a tyrant deserved such unremitting agony. I cried there with her, for her, for Eve, for sorrows past, for sorrows yet to come. I put my pencil away. It was wrong to draw live pain. If there had been an artist at Bethany, it would have been wrong to intrude his chalk or charcoal on Mary Magdalene's weeping as she washed Jesus' feet. Some things were too raw for art until time dulled their sharpness.
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mary-magdalene
pain
sorrow
women
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Susan Vreeland |
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For it is now to us itself ancient; and yet its maker was telling of things already old and weighted with regret, and he expended his art in making keen that touch upon the heart which sorrows have that are both poignant and remote.
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beowulf
loss
poignant
regret
sorrow
writing
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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Not for the first time, it occurred to me that sorrow could be purified into song the same way a piece of coal is purified into a diamond.
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pain
sorrow
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Ron Rash |
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As if he hadn't always known he was loved the best. That he was the Beloved.
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revelation
sorrow
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Robin Hobb |
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Sobs, heavy, hoarse and loud, shook the chairs, and great tears fell through his fingers on the floor - just such tears, sir, as you dropped into the coffin where lay your first-born son; such tears, woman, as you shed when you heard the cries of your dying babe; for, sir, he was a man, and you are but another man; and, woman, though dressed in silk and jewels, you are but a woman, and, in life's great straits and mighty griefs, ye feel but one sorrow!
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sorrow
woman
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Harriet Beecher Stowe |
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"Move slowly and the day of your revenge will come," Tuek said. "Speed is a device of Shaitan. Cool your sorrow-we've the diversions for it; three things there are that ease the heart-water, green grass, and the beauty of woman."
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device
diversions
green-grass
heart
revenge
shaitan
sorrow
speed
water
woman
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Frank Herbert |
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"There Peter was, looking straight into the very eyes of God, walking the Sea of Galilee and then all of the sudden up to his neck in water. Some would argue he lacked the true believing, I say he had enough faith to go it a ways, and when he couldn't go farther Christ fetched him up. What am I saying? I'm saying that the walk to God ain't easy for the best of us. Now some would say, Preacher, if Peter had misdoubts there in the very glory of the Lord, what of us left here that ain't seen the dead raised nor the leper folk healed. All we seen is hard trial and sorrows. I'd not deny it.
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heaven
hope
peter
seek
sorrow
walk-on-water
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Ron Rash |
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God is willing and able to turn his judgements into joys . . . Don't ever think that the sin of your past means there is no hope for your future.
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hardships
sorrow
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John Piper |
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"Extreme joy and extreme sorrow are indistinguishable beyond a certain point. ("Jane Brown's Body")"
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joy
sorrow
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Cornell Woolrich |
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"I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost
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sorrow
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L. M. Montgomery |
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"Happy?" asked Aquilina, with dreadful look, and a smile full of pity and terror. "Ah, you do not know what it is to be condemned to a life of pleasure."
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happiness
loneliness
love
pleasure
relationships
sadness
sorrow
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Honoré de Balzac |
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"Will you not weep?" "I do not have the time for tears."
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grief
loss
mourning
sorrow
strength
tears
weep
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George R.R. Martin |
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It is always winter now.
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fire-and-blood
grief
jaehaerys-targaryen
sorrow
winter
winter-is-coming
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George R.R. Martin |
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"I don't want anything else bad to happen," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "I'm so sick to death of bad things happening, of seeing bad things that happened in the past! And I'm guilty of so many things. I'm sorry that I killed Mrs. Matthias and wrecked her stupid greenhouse back in the Eighties and I'm sorry I left you here alone while I went around the world." "I wasn't alone though, I knew you were doing what you wanted to do and that you were still alive, so I wasn't really alone, I knew you were still there somewhere," Alecto told her. His damaged smile and downcast, sorrowful eyes were draped in the shadow of the night, saving Mandy the trouble of seeing."
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apart
bad
crying
damaged
death
eighties
friend
friendship
greenhouse
grief
guilt
hopelessness
lonliness
love
murder
omen
shadow
smile
sorrow
tears
together
travel
trouble
world
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Raistlin opened his eyes, looking at her without recognition. And in them, she saw deep, undying sorrow--the look of one who has been permitted to enter a realm of deadly, perilous beauty, and who now finds himself, once more, cast down into the grey, rain-swept world.
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sorrow
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Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman |
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To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.
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human-condition
sorrow
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Douglas Coupland |
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... but remember that I shall love your sorrow...
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sorrow
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Cordwainer Smith |
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I could tell from Anna's face that she had already told him about dancing in Saint Petersburg and that the memory weighed on her heavily. What monstrous things, our pasts, especially when they have been lovely. She had told a secret and now had the sadness of wondering how much deeper she might dig in order to keep the first secret fed.
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secrets
sorrow
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Colum McCann |
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"Grief, however, creates a strange sensitivity. The world is too intense to tolerate: a veil, a drink, another anesthetic is required to blot out the ache of what remains. One sees too much and feels it, as Robert Lowell puts it, "with one skin-layer missing."
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And with every step I took it became more impossible for me to turn back. And my mind was empty--or it was as though my mind had become one enormous, anaesthetized wound. I thought only,
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