Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
Every man has his secret sorrows.
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.
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming.
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
There can be no rainbow without a cloud and a storm.
Tears are words the heart can't express
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
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