If you desire healing, let yourself fall ill.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.

Time heals griefs and quarrels for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.

Why since I am myself subject to birth, ageing, disease, death, sorrows and defilement, do I seek after what is also subject to these things? Suppose, being myself subject these things, seeking danger in them, I were to seek the unborn unageing, undiseased, deathless, sorrowless, undefiled, supreme surcease of bondage, the extinction of all these troubles.

There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

Turn your wounds into wisdom.

Don't worry about losing. If it is right, it happens - the main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.

I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.

Tears are words that need to be written.

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.

I have so much in me, and the feeling for her absorbs it all; I have so much, and without her it all comes to nothing.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

Everyone in life is gonna hurt you, you just have to figure out which people are worth the pain.

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Some of us think holding on makes us strong but sometimes it is letting go.

The word "happiness" would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.

Beginnings are usually scary, and endings are usually sad, but its everything in between that makes it all worth living.

All good things must come to an end, but all bad things can’t continue forever.

The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise.

Everyone can master a grief but he that has it.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow’s dark array, – Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds, it dies of weariness of witherings of tarnishings.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.

Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart.

What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it - always.

There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist.

One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.

Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

The miserable have no other medicine, but only hope.

Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

Since the things we do determine the character of life, no blessed person can become unhappy. For he will never do those things which are hateful and petty.

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

The sadness will last forever.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.

Everything human is pathetic. The secret source of humor itself is not joy, but sorrow. There is no humor in heaven.

Nothing has saddened me so much in life as the hardness of heart of educated people.

When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father both cry.

The sadness of the women's movement is that they don't allow the necessity of love. See, I don't personally trust any revolution where love is not allowed.

Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow then this light is nearest of all to us.

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.

Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another.

Good men abandon lusting after things, they take no pleasure in sensual speech, when touched by happiness or sorrow, the wise show no elation or dejection.

But oh, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

It is the working man who is the happy man. It is the idle man who is the miserable man.

The struggle of my life created empathy - I could relate to pain, being abandoned, having people not love me.

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

Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery.

We met Dr. Hall in such deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead.

We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty and love from woes.

I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.

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.

When it looked like the sun wasn't going to shine any more, there's a rainbow in the clouds.

Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.

The good times of today are the sad thoughts of tomorrow.

Joy's recollection is no longer joy, while sorrow's memory is sorrow still.

Suffering becomes beautiful when anyone bears great calamities with cheerfulness, not through insensibility but through greatness of mind.

Make the most of your regrets, never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.

It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information.

You cannot prevent the birds of sadness from passing over your head, but you can prevent them from making nests in your hair.

Inflamed by greed, incensed by hate, confused by delusion, overcome by them, obsessed by mind, a man chooses for his own affliction for others' affliction for the affliction of both, and experiences pain and grief.

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.

Just as hope rings through laughter it can also shine through tears.

There is nothing so pitiful as a young cynic, because he has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

Life is suffering.

We should feel sorrow but not sink under its oppression.

There is nothing like employment, active indispensable employment, for relieving sorrow.

The secret source of humor is not joy, but sorrow, there is no humor in Heaven.

He that raises a large family does indeed, while he lives to observe them, stand a broader mark for sorrow, but then he stands a broader mark for pleasure too.

I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times, but it is vague like a breeze among flowers.

Life is sad, Life is a bust, All ya can do is do what you must.

In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for, as for me I rejoice that I am not a Republican.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

We have seen better days.

The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.

Whether joy or sorrow, pain or pleasure; whatsoever may befall thee, accept it serenely with an unvanquished heart.

It is impossible to walk rapidly and be unhappy.

The deeper sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding, and to fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the other side.

I do want more. I am not content with being happy. I was not made for it. It is not my destiny. My destiny is the opposite.

Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.

If future generations are to remember us more with gratitude than sorrow, we must achieve more than just the miracles of technology. We must also leave them a glimpse of the world as it was created, not just as it looked when we got through with it.

I have wasted my hours.

What is the noble truth of suffering? Birth is suffering, ageing is suffering, and sorrow and lamentation, pain, grief and despair are suffering.

If a man take no thought about what is distant he will find sorrow near at hand.

And in real life endings aren't always neat, whether they're happy endings, or whether they're sad endings.

Of these years nought remains in memory, but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.

Desire is a bonfire that burns with greater fury, asking for more fuel. Desire is the sole cause of sorrow and distress.

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.

No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.

Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny. They learn what to do and what to avoid.

Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better take things as they come along with patience and equanimity.

An onion can make people cry but there's never been a vegetable that can make people laugh.

Mom hates dad, Dad hates mom, it all makes you feel so sad.

Absolute silence leads to sadness. It is the image of death.

An ounce of cheerfulness is worth a pound of sadness to serve God with.

I hold the world but as the world Gratiano, A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.

If you have tears prepare to shed them now.

It is so friendly so simply friendly and though inevitable not a sadness and though occurring not a shock.

I wasted time and now doth time waste me.

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.

Don't Make Assumptions. Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings sadness and drama. With just this one agreement you can completely transform your life.

A tragedy is the imitation of an action that is serious and also as having magnitude complete in itself . . . with incidents arousing pity and terror with which to accomplish its purgation of these emotions.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry, than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

They gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it and resolved against ever admitting consolation in future.

The sadness of the incomplete the sadness that is often Life but should never be Art.

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight but has no vision.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

In his company I am grieved to the soul by a thousand tender recollections.

We're taught to be ashamed of confusion anger fear and sadness and to me they're of equal value to happiness excitement and inspiration.

Nine men in ten are would be suicides.

If my world were to cave in tomorrow I would look back on all the pleasures excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness not my miscarriages or my father leaving home but the joy of everything else. It will have been enough.

The ideal man bears the accidents of life with dignity and grace, making the best of circumstances.

Come away O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

But whoever gives birth to useless children, what would you say of him, except that he has bred sorrows for himself and furnishes laughter for his enemies.

Lord make me an instrument of your peace, where there is hatred let me sow love, where there is injury pardon, where there is doubt faith, where there is despair hope, where there is darkness light, and where there is sadness joy.