#sorrow

I wanted to putt my hand on this hand and hold it still under mine, made still by his made still. Oh he was bright and I was dark and I gave him all my darkness on that ship; but we joined, for all good things in the world, and to find somethin together; and loved, I never knew I could do it and was afraid; and on the bow of the ship that night that he said, "What have we done Christy?" I said, wonderin too, "But somethin good will come of this, I know somethin good will come of this..." Only sorrow came. ↗

— William Goyen

#hope #love #sadness #sorrow #love

Love is a feeling that is imposed on you. You cannot be lazy; it is up to you to make things work and make the best of it. ↗

— Kyra Gregory

#desire #feelings #love #relationships #sorrow

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#remains #renunciation #sorrow #though #willingly

There is no harm in patience, and no profit in lamentation. Death is easier to bear (than) that which precedes it, and more severe than that which comes after it. Remember the death of the Apostle of God, and your sorrow will be lessened. ↗

— Abu Bakr

#apostle #bear #comes #death #easier

The worst sorrows in life are not in its losses and misfortunes, but its fears. ↗

— A. C. Benson

#life #losses #misfortunes #sorrows #worst

Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, no winter in thy year. ↗

— John A. Logan

#song #sorrow #thou #thy #winter

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow? ↗

— Andrei Platonov

#inside #nothing #sorrow #world

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow. ↗

— Leon Redbone

#close #day #dreaming #dreams #empty

When I wished to sing of love, it turned to sorrow. And when I wished to sing of sorrow, it was transformed for me into love. ↗

— Franz Schubert

#into #love #me #sing #sorrow

Love for the beauty of the soul. I shall love you always. When the flower of life has gone, ever I shall find you. When all is lost and winter comes, I shall be your spring time. And memory fades and wilts then, I shall always find you.... I shall always find you.... ↗

— Laurel A. Rockefeller

#elendir #find #flower #grief #hope