sorrow

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bdbdf53	She had never looked as well. She had entered her room as just an impossibly lovely girl. The woman who emerged was a trifle thinner, a great deal wiser, an ocean sadder. This one understood the nature of pain, and beneath the glory of her features, there was character, and a sure knowledge of suffering.	pain loss suffering sorrow heartbreak love melancholy	William Goldman
d07a361	In a little while they were kissing. In a little while longer, they made their slow sweet love. The iron bed sounded like a pine forest in an ice storm, like a switch track in a Memphis trainyard, like the sweet electrical thunder of habitual love and the tragical history of the constant heart. Auntee finished first, and then Uncle soon after, and their lips were touching lightly as they did. The rain was still falling and the scritch owl was still asleep and the dragonflies were hidden like jewels somewhere in deep brown wet grasses, nobody knew where. Uncle rolled away from his wife and held onto her hand, never let it go, old friend, old partner, passionate wife.	sorrow mississippi	Lewis Nordan
1fdaf2d	His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. Beloved. He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.	sorrow death love whole fitz nighteyes together fool	Robin Hobb
e32bbc4	And what if you could go back in time and take all those hours of sorrow and insanity and replace them with something better?	time sorrow insanity	Rebecca McNutt
d6460dd	I don't sing like this often. It makes my throat hurt.	sorrow hurt sing	Margaret Atwood
96d5645	He ran from her suddenly, swift and quiet like a mountain cat among the high peeks of Eld mountain. She watched him dive in among the trees, and the autumn winds shoke suddenly at his heels. She sad down on a fallen trunk and dropped her head among the knees. A great soft warmth shiled her from the wind, and she looked up and saw into Gules Lyons quiet, golden eyes. What is it, white one? She knelt suddenly and flung his arms around the great mane, and burried her face against him. I wish that I had wings and could fly and fly and never come back. What has troubled you, Orams powerful child? What can trouble you? What can such a small one as Coren of Sirle say to touch you? For a long moment she did not answer. And then she said, her fingers tight around the gold tangeled fur. He has taken my heart and offered it back to me. And I thought he was harmless.	sorrow love magical-stories	Patricia A. McKillip
67f5da8	If he ever wanted vengeance on me for all I did, he has it now. This is the worst thing he could do to me. Now I know how it feels to be left behind. As I left him.	sorrow left-behind separation	Robin Hobb
684f41b	I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me! He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!	sorrow love revelation	Robin Hobb
dc49a4c	There is no path set for this kind of shock, and for the grief that attends such terrible news.	maisie-dobbs tragedy sorrow	Jacqueline Winspear
480bd1b	Saeed prayed a great deal, and so did his father, and so did their guests, and some of them wept, but Saeed had wept only once, when he first saw his mother's corpse and screamed, and Saeed's father wept only when he was alone in his room, silently, without tears, his body seized as though by a stutter, or a shiver, that would not let go, for his sense of loss was boundless, and his sense of the benevolence of the universe was shaken, and his wife had been his best friend.	mourning grief loss sorrow weeping	Mohsin Hamid
2e64cf9	Love, sorrow, and wealth are the three things that cannot be concealed.	wealth sorrow truth	Patrick O'Brian
0aa1ba8	For he was the Fool now, all of Lord Chance and Lady Amber and Lord Golden scraped away by sorrow. He was no one's Beloved now.	sorrow sadness	Robin Hobb
72673a4	And the world re-ordered itself around me. I spoke each word carefully. 'You are so stupid.	pain sorrow stupid	Robin Hobb
4abf762	His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. 'Beloved.' He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.	sorrow death love whole fitz fool	Robin Hobb
7435b78	The past is never dead. It's not even past; if it were there would be no grief or sorrow.	sorrow past-and-future	Greg Iles
5fb7156	Alas, I had always loved sorrow and grief, but only for myself, for myself; for them I wept in my pity. I stretched out my arms to them in my despair, accusing, cursing, and despising myself. I told them that I had done all this, I alone, that I had brought them corruption, contagion, and lies!	grief sorrow despair	Fyodor Dostoyevsky
3483372	She then thought the land enchanted into everlasting brightness and happiness; she fancied, then, that into a region so lovely no bale or woe could enter, but would be charmed away and disappear before the sight of the glorious guardian mountains. Now she knew the truth, that earth has no barrier which avails against agony.	earth pain nature sorrow mountains	Elizabeth Gaskell
034edff	One man illumines you with his other sets in you his sorrow.	sorrow	Charles Baudelaire
49a1bc0	Hello, this is I, and these are my arms and legs, which are useful, and this inconvenient hump is my sorrow, which is less than useful, but I've learned how to hump it around, so pay it no mind.	sorrow	Gregory Maguire
ca1c449	There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.	sorrow	Jacqueline Carey
2b5eb29	He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.	mourning pain loss suffering sorrow love heartache	Michael Cunningham
cd0718a	She raised her eyes and looked at him. He'd never seen despair before. He thought he had, but he had not.	sorrow love	Cormac McCarthy
a78cdca	A friend of mine who is working on a memoir says, I hate the idea of writing as some kind of catharsis, because it seems like that can't possibly produce a good book. You cannot hope to console yourself for your grief by writing, warns Natalia Ginzburg. Turn then to Isak Dinesen, who believed that you could make any sorrow bearable by putting into into a story or telling a story about it.	grief loss sorrow writing	Sigrid Nunez
b6d33f7	Sometimes I sit at my window looking out on the towers of the Abbas and weep silently. No one must know how I suffered. No one must know how I failed. Sometimes I go and stand in the ring of stones and it seems to me that my fate is more wretched then theirs. They were turned to stone while they were dancing defiance. I wish I could have been.	grief sorrow	Victoria Holt
a1ebf60	"If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne," said Gilbert in the tone that meant "danger ahead." "Then you would be very unwise," rejoined Anne hastily. "I'm sure no life can be properly developed and rounded out without some trial and sorrow--though I suppose it is only when we are pretty comfortable that we admit it..."	suffering sorrow strength trials strength-through-adversity	L.M. Montgomery
850782b	"Doing this was like wading and then throwing yourself into the lake for the first icy swim, in June. A sickening shock at first, then amazement that you were still moving, lifted up on a stream of steely devotion--	sorrow death life	Alice Munro
8f07697	"Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall--the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill. But my personal favorite defense has always been anger, with its trusty offshoots of self-righteous indignation, bitterness, and resentment."	sorrow baby-proof emily-giffin bitter sad	Emily Giffin
07a77f0	This is the nature of sorrow; often it fades with time, but once in a while it remains lodged below the surface of things, a stubborn thorn beneath a fingernail, making itself felt every time you brush against it. (How well I knew this, for random events would startle me into the memory of a pair of ancient eyes.)	sorrow	Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
5852c03	She knew as well as anyone that the world could be a place of trial and sorrow, that there was injustice and suffering and heartlessness - there was enough of all that to fill the great Kalahari twice over, but what good did it do to ponder that and that alone? None, she thought.	suffering sorrow	Alexander McCall Smith
a50786b	Perhaps the sorrow was not, after all, emanating from the attic, but from her.	loss sorrow love tycoon business	Christina Dodd
2ca9e5f	"COME HOME, TENAR! COME HOME!" In the deep valley, in the twilight, the apple trees were on the eve of blossoming; here and there among the shadowed boughs one flower had opened early, rose and white, like a faint star. Down the orchard aisles, in the thick, new, wet grass, the little girl ran for the joy of running; hearing the call she did not come at once, but made a long circle before she turned her face toward home. The mother waiting in the doorway of the hut, with the firelight behind her, watched the tiny figure running and bobbing like a bit of thistledown blown over the darkening grass beneath the trees."	motherhood loss sorrow ends innocence childhood	Ursula K. Le Guin
557b62c	But even of him I can think of with sorrow, now at this moment. Those times, those people...have gone. How can there be fury felt for things that are gone to dust.	sorrow fury	Richard Llewellyn
7f93522	"As a kid I heard the word malignancy as "Malig-Nancy" like an evil woman's name, no matter how many times Kiwi and the Chief and Dr. Gautman himself corrected me. Our mother had mistaken her first symptoms for a pregnancy, and so I still pictured the Malig-Nancy as a baby, a tiny, eyeless fist of a sister, killing her."	loss sorrow death	Karen Russell

bdbdf53

She had never looked as well. She had entered her room as just an impossibly lovely girl. The woman who emerged was a trifle thinner, a great deal wiser, an ocean sadder. This one understood the nature of pain, and beneath the glory of her features, there was character, and a sure knowledge of suffering.

pain loss suffering sorrow heartbreak love melancholy

William Goldman

d07a361

In a little while they were kissing. In a little while longer, they made their slow sweet love. The iron bed sounded like a pine forest in an ice storm, like a switch track in a Memphis trainyard, like the sweet electrical thunder of habitual love and the tragical history of the constant heart. Auntee finished first, and then Uncle soon after, and their lips were touching lightly as they did. The rain was still falling and the scritch owl was still asleep and the dragonflies were hidden like jewels somewhere in deep brown wet grasses, nobody knew where. Uncle rolled away from his wife and held onto her hand, never let it go, old friend, old partner, passionate wife.

sorrow mississippi

Lewis Nordan

1fdaf2d

His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. Beloved. He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.

sorrow death love whole fitz nighteyes together fool

Robin Hobb

e32bbc4

And what if you could go back in time and take all those hours of sorrow and insanity and replace them with something better?

time sorrow insanity

Rebecca McNutt

d6460dd

I don't sing like this often. It makes my throat hurt.

sorrow hurt sing

Margaret Atwood

96d5645

He ran from her suddenly, swift and quiet like a mountain cat among the high peeks of Eld mountain. She watched him dive in among the trees, and the autumn winds shoke suddenly at his heels. She sad down on a fallen trunk and dropped her head among the knees. A great soft warmth shiled her from the wind, and she looked up and saw into Gules Lyons quiet, golden eyes. What is it, white one? She knelt suddenly and flung his arms around the great mane, and burried her face against him. I wish that I had wings and could fly and fly and never come back. What has troubled you, Orams powerful child? What can trouble you? What can such a small one as Coren of Sirle say to touch you? For a long moment she did not answer. And then she said, her fingers tight around the gold tangeled fur. He has taken my heart and offered it back to me. And I thought he was harmless.

sorrow love magical-stories

Patricia A. McKillip

67f5da8

If he ever wanted vengeance on me for all I did, he has it now. This is the worst thing he could do to me. Now I know how it feels to be left behind. As I left him.

sorrow left-behind separation

Robin Hobb

684f41b

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me! He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

sorrow love revelation

Robin Hobb

dc49a4c

There is no path set for this kind of shock, and for the grief that attends such terrible news.

maisie-dobbs tragedy sorrow

Jacqueline Winspear

480bd1b

Saeed prayed a great deal, and so did his father, and so did their guests, and some of them wept, but Saeed had wept only once, when he first saw his mother's corpse and screamed, and Saeed's father wept only when he was alone in his room, silently, without tears, his body seized as though by a stutter, or a shiver, that would not let go, for his sense of loss was boundless, and his sense of the benevolence of the universe was shaken, and his wife had been his best friend.

mourning grief loss sorrow weeping

Mohsin Hamid

2e64cf9

Love, sorrow, and wealth are the three things that cannot be concealed.

wealth sorrow truth

Patrick O'Brian

0aa1ba8

For he was the Fool now, all of Lord Chance and Lady Amber and Lord Golden scraped away by sorrow. He was no one's Beloved now.

sorrow sadness

Robin Hobb

72673a4

And the world re-ordered itself around me. I spoke each word carefully. 'You are so stupid.

pain sorrow stupid

Robin Hobb

4abf762

His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. 'Beloved.' He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.

sorrow death love whole fitz fool

Robin Hobb

7435b78

The past is never dead. It's not even past; if it were there would be no grief or sorrow.

sorrow past-and-future

Greg Iles

5fb7156

Alas, I had always loved sorrow and grief, but only for myself, for myself; for them I wept in my pity. I stretched out my arms to them in my despair, accusing, cursing, and despising myself. I told them that I had done all this, I alone, that I had brought them corruption, contagion, and lies!

grief sorrow despair

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

3483372

She then thought the land enchanted into everlasting brightness and happiness; she fancied, then, that into a region so lovely no bale or woe could enter, but would be charmed away and disappear before the sight of the glorious guardian mountains. Now she knew the truth, that earth has no barrier which avails against agony.

earth pain nature sorrow mountains

Elizabeth Gaskell

034edff

One man illumines you with his other sets in you his sorrow.

sorrow

Charles Baudelaire

49a1bc0

Hello, this is I, and these are my arms and legs, which are useful, and this inconvenient hump is my sorrow, which is less than useful, but I've learned how to hump it around, so pay it no mind.

sorrow

Gregory Maguire

ca1c449

There are those who are awkward in the face of sorrow, fearing to say the wrong thing; to them, I say, there is no wrong in comfort, ever. A kind word, a consoling arm ... these things are ever welcome.

sorrow

Jacqueline Carey

2b5eb29

He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.

mourning pain loss suffering sorrow love heartache

Michael Cunningham

cd0718a

She raised her eyes and looked at him. He'd never seen despair before. He thought he had, but he had not.

sorrow love

Cormac McCarthy

a78cdca

A friend of mine who is working on a memoir says, I hate the idea of writing as some kind of catharsis, because it seems like that can't possibly produce a good book. You cannot hope to console yourself for your grief by writing, warns Natalia Ginzburg. Turn then to Isak Dinesen, who believed that you could make any sorrow bearable by putting into into a story or telling a story about it.

grief loss sorrow writing

Sigrid Nunez

b6d33f7

Sometimes I sit at my window looking out on the towers of the Abbas and weep silently. No one must know how I suffered. No one must know how I failed. Sometimes I go and stand in the ring of stones and it seems to me that my fate is more wretched then theirs. They were turned to stone while they were dancing defiance. I wish I could have been.

grief sorrow

Victoria Holt

a1ebf60

"If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne," said Gilbert in the tone that meant "danger ahead." "Then you would be very unwise," rejoined Anne hastily. "I'm sure no life can be properly developed and rounded out without some trial and sorrow--though I suppose it is only when we are pretty comfortable that we admit it..."

suffering sorrow strength trials strength-through-adversity

L.M. Montgomery

850782b

"Doing this was like wading and then throwing yourself into the lake for the first icy swim, in June. A sickening shock at first, then amazement that you were still moving, lifted up on a stream of steely devotion--

sorrow death life

Alice Munro

8f07697

"Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall--the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill. But my personal favorite defense has always been anger, with its trusty offshoots of self-righteous indignation, bitterness, and resentment."

sorrow baby-proof emily-giffin bitter sad

Emily Giffin

07a77f0

This is the nature of sorrow; often it fades with time, but once in a while it remains lodged below the surface of things, a stubborn thorn beneath a fingernail, making itself felt every time you brush against it. (How well I knew this, for random events would startle me into the memory of a pair of ancient eyes.)

sorrow

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

5852c03

She knew as well as anyone that the world could be a place of trial and sorrow, that there was injustice and suffering and heartlessness - there was enough of all that to fill the great Kalahari twice over, but what good did it do to ponder that and that alone? None, she thought.

suffering sorrow

Alexander McCall Smith

a50786b

Perhaps the sorrow was not, after all, emanating from the attic, but from her.

loss sorrow love tycoon business

Christina Dodd

2ca9e5f

"COME HOME, TENAR! COME HOME!" In the deep valley, in the twilight, the apple trees were on the eve of blossoming; here and there among the shadowed boughs one flower had opened early, rose and white, like a faint star. Down the orchard aisles, in the thick, new, wet grass, the little girl ran for the joy of running; hearing the call she did not come at once, but made a long circle before she turned her face toward home. The mother waiting in the doorway of the hut, with the firelight behind her, watched the tiny figure running and bobbing like a bit of thistledown blown over the darkening grass beneath the trees."

motherhood loss sorrow ends innocence childhood

Ursula K. Le Guin

557b62c

But even of him I can think of with sorrow, now at this moment. Those times, those people...have gone. How can there be fury felt for things that are gone to dust.

sorrow fury

Richard Llewellyn

7f93522

"As a kid I heard the word malignancy as "Malig-Nancy" like an evil woman's name, no matter how many times Kiwi and the Chief and Dr. Gautman himself corrected me. Our mother had mistaken her first symptoms for a pregnancy, and so I still pictured the Malig-Nancy as a baby, a tiny, eyeless fist of a sister, killing her."

loss sorrow death

Karen Russell