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There is not grief that does not speak.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
Every life has a measure of sorrow, and sometimes this is what awakens us.
There is something in sorrow more akin to the course of human affairs than joy.
The natural effect of sorrow over the dead is to refine and elevate the mind.
Guilt is the source of sorrows, the avenging fiend that follows us behind with whips and stings.
We tell our triumphs to the crowds, but our own hearts are the sole confidants of our sorrows.
Never allow your own sorrow to absorb you, but seek out another to console, and you will find consolation.
Procrastination is my sin. It brings me naught but sorrow. I know that I should stop it. In fact, I will--tomorrow!
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
And almost everyone when age, disease, or sorrows strike him, inclines to think there is a God, or something very like him.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we would find in each person's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
I hold it true, whateer befall;I feel it, when I sorrow most;Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.
There is no wisdom in useless and hopeless sorrow, but there is something in it so like virtue, that he who is wholly without it cannot be loved.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be nor more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain. [Revelation]
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
The traveler has reached the end of the journey! In the freedom of the infinite he is free from all sorrows, the fetters that bound him are thrown away, and the burning fever of life is no more.
The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.
The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal--every other affliction to forget: but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open--this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.
All things grow with time -- except grief.
Tears are the silent language of grief.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
Melancholy is at the bottom of everything, just as at the end of all rivers is the sea. Can it be otherwise in a world where nothing lasts, where all that we have loved or shall love must die? Is death, then, the secret of life? The gloom of an eternal mourning enwraps, more or less closely, every serious and thoughtful soul, as night enwraps the universe.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Hope is both the earliest and the most indispensable virtue inherent in the state of being alive. If life is to be sustained hope must remain, even where confidence is wounded, trust impaired.
Hope is a pleasant acquaintance, but an unsafe friend.
Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
Because I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.
There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.
The person who lives by hope will die by despair.
O Star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there, to waft us home the message of despair?
There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.
Where there is sorrow there is holy ground.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. [Psalms 90:10]

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