The secret source of humour itself is not joy, but sorrow. There is no humour in heaven.
There is the kiss of welcome and of parting, the long, lingering, loving, present one; the stolen, or the mutual one; the kiss of love, of joy, and of sorrow; the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment.
A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand
It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
What else does anxiety about the future bring you but sorrow upon sorrow?
The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.
Patience makes lighter what sorrow may not heal.
Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow; Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death
The state of severance of union with sorrow is known by the name of yoga.
Guilt is the very nerve of sorrow
Guilt is the source of sorrow, 'tis the fiend,Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behindWith whips and stings.
Guilt is the source of sorrow; 'tis the fiend,
The avenging fiend, that follows us behind
With whips and stings.
Those who eat too much or eat too little, who sleep too much or sleep too little, will not succeed in meditation. But those who are temperate in eating and sleeping, work and recreation, will come to the end of sorrow through meditation.
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen each other in all labour, to minister to each other in all sorrow, to share with each other in all gladness, to be one with each other in the silent unspoken memories?
All human suffering springs from unbridled desire. Unless one extricates oneself from the clutch of greed, one will not free himself from the fetters of sorrow.
With every rising of the sun, Think of your life as just begun. The past has shrived and buried deep All yesterdays; there let them sleep. Concern yourself with but today, Woo it, and teach it to obey Your will and wish. Since time began Today has been the friend of man; But in his blindness and his sorrow, He looks to yesterday and tomorrow. You, and today! a soul sublime, And the great pregnant hour of time, With God himself to bind the twain! Go forth, I say-attain, attain! With God himself to bind the twain!
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, but only saps today of its strength
Shared sorrow is half sorrow
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night
Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.
Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.