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 must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

A boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk The first song of his happiness, and the song woke His heart to the darkness and into the sadness of joy.

I grieve for you, how I mourn for you, who are so very dear to me, but again I can rejoice within my heart, not for nothing 'have I labored,' neither has my ex…

But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agon…