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However, without considering this connection, there is no doubt but that more good than evil, more delight than sorrow, arises from compassion itself; there being so many things which balance the sorrow of it. ↗

— Joseph Butler

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It seldom happens that any felicity comes so pure as not to be tempered and allayed by some mixture of sorrow. ↗

— Miguel de Cervantes

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With no matter what human being, taken individually, I always find reasons for concluding that sorrow and misfortune do not suit him; either because he seems too mediocre for anything so great, or, on the contrary, too precious to be destroyed. ↗

— Simone Weil

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

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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An adolescent is somebody who is in between things. A teenager is somebody who's kind of permanently there. And so living with them through the various teenage hopes and sorrows and joys was curiously enough a maturing experience for me. ↗

— Andrew Greeley

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Whoever, fleeing marriage and the sorrows that women cause, does not wish to wed comes to a deadly old age. ↗

— Hesiod

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You can try to take sorrow and make it into something enduring, meaningful and beautiful. I always feel guilty that this is my job, that I get to do this. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

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I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow. ↗

— Voltaire

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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. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Life has never been easy. Nor is it meant to be. It is a matter of being joyous in the face of sorrow. ↗

— Dirk Benedict

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