Pastoral Resources

As this world was not intended to be a state of any great satisfaction or high enjoyment, so neither was it intended to be a mere scene of unhappiness and sorrow.

Pain and sorrow and misery have a right to our assistance: compassion puts us in mind of the debt, and that we owe it to ourselves as well as to the distressed.

If people would dare to speak to one another unreservedly, there would be a good deal less sorrow in the world a hundred years hence.

Partying is such sweet sorrow.

Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.

It seldom happens that any felicity comes so pure as not to be tempered and allayed by some mixture of sorrow.

He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

Given my last position, that I was the first U.S attorney post 9/11 in New Jersey, I understand acutely the pain and sorrow and upset of the family members who lost loved ones that day at the hands of radical Muslim extremists. And their sensitivities and concerns have to be taken into account.

Patience is sorrow's salve.

It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

We should feel sorrow, but not sink under its oppression.

Our common liberty is consecrated by a common sorrow.

Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.

Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.

Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow.

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.