Quotes about Sorrow

My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

The birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus means that one day everything sad will come untrue.

If he didn't love so deeply, he couldn't grieve so deeply. But he's drowning in it.

The sun appeared over the hillside. "I'm tired, Tom." "It's okay to go home,' he choked. "Hold my hand?" His arms tightened around her and his fingers interlaced with hers. She closed her eyes against the brightness. "I love you." "I love you too," he whispered. Jennifer died feeling the warmth of the rising sun

Existence, after losing her, would be hell.

In secret pleasure — secret tears. This changeful life has slipped away.

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.

In every cloud, in every tree — filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object, by day I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men, and women — my own features mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing? More glory and more grief than I can tell:

You say I killed you. Haunt me, then!

It's a pity he cannot kill himself with drink.

I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then!