The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.
There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.
A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.
I made your sorrow mine also, that you might have help in bearing it.
sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it
Pleasures may turn a heart to stone, riches may make it callous, but sorrows cannot break it. Hearts live by being wounded.
We are the zanies of sorrow. We are clowns whose hearts are broken.
Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude.
There is nothing that stirs in the whole world of thought to which sorrow does not vibrate in terrible and exquisite pulsation.
We who live in prison, and in whose lives there is no event but sorrow, have to measure time by throbs of pain, and the record of bitter moments.
My desire to live is as intense as ever, and though my heart is broken, hearts are made to be broken: that is why God sends sorrow into the world.
Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you will intensify its ecstasy.