To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal, but sorrow flouted at is double death.
Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies but in battalions.
There would be far less suffering amongst mankind, if men—and God knows why they are so fashioned—did not employ their imaginations so assiduously in recalling the memory of past sorrow, instead of bearing their present lot with equanimity.
There is sorrow in the world, but goodness too; and goodness that is not greenness, either, no more than sorrow is.
Sorrow makes for sincerity, I think.
Pure and complete sorrow is as impossible as pure and complete joy.[Но чистая, полная печаль также невозможна, как чистая и полная радость.]
A sad soul can kill you quicker, far quicker, than a germ.
You know, when you’re feeling very sad, sunsets are wonderful…[translation by Richard Howard]You know-one loves the sunset, when one is so sad…[translation by Katherine Woods][Tu sais… quand on est tellement triste on aime les couchers de soleil…]
When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.
These bitter sorrows of childhood! when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.
There is no sorrow I have thought more about than that – to love what is great, and try to reach it, and yet to fail.
