Because life is a symphony it must have its C Minor. Days there be when we hear only a discord of sharps and flats, and we wonder whether harmony will ever be restored. On other days we hear only an ominous, deep strain which seems to say that hope is fled. But why this chill despair? Symphonies are a blending of many tones, high and low, over and under, major and minor. One day cannot make a life a whole any more than shadows can make a picture or minor notes a symphony. We need to hear life's song, not as the discord of a single day, but as the completed harmony of all the years. Then will today's sorrow and tomorrow's disappointment ring forth in major key as glorious melody.
W. Waldemar W. ArgowMots clés life sorrow joy disappointments
Wherefore is there ice and snow, chilling winds and bitter nights? Is it to mock the earth for its sunshine? No, not so! We forget that sunlight is impossible without shadows; that for every day there is a night; that for every joy there is a pain; that for every laugh there is a sob. Progress is never a straight line upward; always it is down and then around.
W. Waldemar W. ArgowMots clés happiness pain sorrow joy
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 HawthorneMots clés death sorrow depression
It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God's death.
Christopher MooreMots clés sorrow death-of-a-loved-one
To laugh continually is to never laugh at all. For it takes the periodic sound of sorrow from which to distinguish the sound of joy.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés life laughter sorrow joy life-lessons laugh contrast
There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit crumbles. Some say that after much grief and drowning in tears, it is possible to pick up the pieces and carefully repair what was shattered.
I say nay.
For the chains of despair have no key, and the soul destroyed by that monster can never hope to be unaffected. There are things done that cannot be undone.
Mots clés pain despair sorrow tears destruction grief hopelessness richelle richelle-goodrich
Sometimes you can be touched by God, but not healed. Often when this happens, he is using your pain for a greater purpose.
Shannon L. AlderMots clés pain sorrow destiny life-purpose hurt-feelings life-missions
He reached out for her hand and she grabbed onto his.
“Eena, when you’re ready to talk about it, I’ll be here. That’s what best friends are for.”
She let the tears fall. He’d never know they were for him. He’d think they were because of Derian. They held hands silently throughout the night, Ian unaware that this was by far her most tortured nightmare ever. Paradise so close, and yet completely unattainable.
Mots clés sorrow paradise nightmare richelle ian richelle-goodrich eena
As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you'd think I'd grow accustomed to the gloom.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés melancholy rain despair sorrow depression unhappiness richelle gloom richelle-goodrich
In freedom you form in utter disgrace,
the bars of my prison this night.
While you drift on currents of seraphim heights,
it is I who deserve to take flight.
Mots clés disillusionment pain sorrow
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