Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes

Those who grieve find comfort in weeping and in arousing their sorrow until the body is too tired to bear the inner emotions.

I didn’t feel anything but a bone-deep weariness. Like I was suddenly a hundred years old, and I knew at that moment I would have to live a hundred more years, carrying my grief around like a backpack full of stones.

Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

For frequent tears have run; The colours from my life.

And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.

There is a certain kind of pleasure in weeping.

Tears are at times as eloquent as words. [Weeping hath a voice.]

Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?

They who are sad find somehow sweetness in tears.

The mind wants to forget because it weighs so much on the heart and soul. I am tired of crying and feeling so helpless. I want to breathe again -just for a little while.

But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.

Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!

Three days after my brother died, my father was in the hospital. He just did not want to live anymore. Before, he was fighting and loving life.

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

I had sadness for breakfast.

Nothing dries sooner than tears.

People don't understand the devastation the murder of a child does to someone. Eighty percent of parents of murdered children wind up in divorce. The only thing you have in common is that horrible sadness. You can't see the joy of your previous life.

Them pains, when blues pains grab you, you'll sing the blues right.

Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.

Our culture has become increasingly intolerant of that acute sorrow, that intense mental anguish and deep remorse which may be defined as grief. We want to medicate such sorrow away.

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

My life was very tenuous last year. My daughter's death, in March in 2007, was unexpected. It was a shock. I didn't know if I'd survive it.

I cry all the time. Music makes me cry.

I can usually tell when a woman is going through a divorce because they look so gaunt and tired and sad. It's just a huge sadness. It's horrible. It's like death. You mourn, but the person's still there.