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Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.
[Fr., Oh c'etait le bon temps, j'etais bien malheureuse.]
- credited to Sophie Arnould,
Author:
Source: None
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Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
Author: Philip James Bailey
Source: Festus (sc. Home)
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Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Author: Philip James Bailey
Source: Festus (sc. Water and Wood--Midnight)
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In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most
unhappy kind of misfortune.
[Lat., In omni adversitate fortunae, infelicissimum genus est
infortunii fuisse felicem.]
Author: Boethius
Source: De Consolatione Philosophioe (bk. II, pt. IV)
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Sorrow preys upon
Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it
From its sad visions of the other world
Than calling it at moments back to this.
The busy have no time for tears.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: The Two Foscari (act IV, sc. 1)
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Ah, don't be sorrowful darling,
And don't be sorrowful, pray:
Taking the year together, my dear,
There isn't more night than day.
Author: Alice Cary
Source: Don't be Sorrowful, Darling
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For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent in prosperite,
And it remembren whan it passed is.
Author: Geoffrey Chaucer
Source: Troilus and Criseyde (bk. III, l. 1,625)
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Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.
Author: Susan Coolidge (pseudonym of Sarah Chauncey Woolsey)
Source: The Cradle Tomb in Westminster Abbey
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
Author: William Cowper
Source: To an Afflicted Protestant Lady
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
[Lat., Nessun maggior dolore
Che ricordarsi del tempo felice
Nella miseria.]
Author: Dante ("Dante Alighieri")
Source: Inferno (V, 121), (Longfellow's translation)
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My sorrows are overwhelming, but my virtue is left to me.
[Fr., Mes malheurs sont combles, mais ma vertu me reste.]
Author: Jean Francois Ducis
Source: Hamlet (last lines)
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In the bitter waves of woe,
Beaten and tossed about
By the sullen winds which blow
From the desolate shores of doubt.
Author: Washington Gladden
Source: Ultima Veritas
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Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.
[Ger., Ach! aus dem Gluck entwickelt oft sich Schmerz.]
Author: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Source: Dei Naturliche Tochter (II, 3, 17)
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Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for the morrow,--
He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.
[Ger., Wer nie sein Brod mit Thranen ass,
Wer nicht die kummervollen Nachte
Auf seinem Bette weinend sass,
Der kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlischen Machte.]
Author: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Source: Wilhelm Meister (bk. II, ch. XIII)
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Since sorrow never comes too late
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Author: Thomas Gray
Source: Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College
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I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser,
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!
Author: Robert Browning Hamilton
Source: Along the Road
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A happier lot were mine,
If I must lose thee, to go down to earth,
For I shall have no hope when thou art gone,--
Nothing but sorrow. Father have I none,
And no dear mother.
Author: Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")
Source: The Iliad (bk. VI, l. 530), (Bryant's translation)
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Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Author: Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")
Source: The Iliad (bk. XXII, l. 543), (Pope's translation)
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The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
[Lat., Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.]
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Epistles (I, 18, 89)
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When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.
Author: Jean Ingelow
Source: Song of Old Love
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Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Every Man is his Humour (act I, sc. 3)
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O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
Author: John Keats
Source: Endymion (bk. IV)
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To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly:
She is so constant to me, and so kind.
Author: John Keats
Source: Endymion (bk. IV)
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How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
Author: John Keats
Source: Hyperion (bk. I, l. 36)
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Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Author: Francois de Malherbe
Source: To Cardinal Richelieu, (Longfellow's translation)
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