Edith Wharton Quotes

I have a lot of compassion for human beings in life experiences, so I allow myself to feel what these characters are feeling and don't have a problem accepting that.

We may thank God that we can feel pain and know sadness, for these are the human sentiments that constitute our glory as well as our grief.

Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

I love life... Well yeah, and I'm sad, but at the same time I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like, it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt somethin' really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I'm feelin' is like a, beautiful sadness.

Laughter isn't even the other side of tears. It is tears turned inside out. Truly the suffering is great, here on earth.

Sadness is the matrix from which wit and irony spring; sadness is uncomfortable and creative, which is why consumer society cannot tolerate it.

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.

Living, it can be sad too.

At the core of every person or belief, there's a pain and a thorn. There's always something, whether it's a physical thing, a health thing, or an I wish I had someone or something in my life thing. We all know some level of pain, so I like to see the ugliness of characters. It's a side that we show, only when we strip down in the bathroom mirror.

Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

Joy mingled with sadness, even with grief, is the deepest human joy. It winds itself about the soul with indescribable sweetness, with a dim but unerring sense for what will some day be born of it.

Some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again.

I know that I've had a very fortunate life, but also I think my job as an actor is to connect emotionally to human beings.

I know what happiness and what despair are, and I never make a jest of such feelings. Take it, then, but in exchange —

I feel helpless, hopeless, too low to call out, too weak to think. Impotent tears dribble down.

Women are never landlocked: they're always mere minutes away from the briny deep of tears.

Gail Godwin has written a book about the heaviest matters of loss, grief, and loneliness with a touch so light that I was as often deeply amused by it as I was deeply moved.

I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.

There is nothing that stirs in the whole world of thought to which sorrow does not vibrate in terrible and exquisite pulsation.

To me, the human experience does involve a great deal of anguish. It's joyful, but it's bittersweet. I just think that's life.

All the rarest hues of human life take radiance and are rainbowed out in tears.

Eyes which have lost their tears have lost their most beautiful, their most glorious treasure.

There are many stages of grief. It's sad, something coming to an end. It cracks you open, in a way -- cracks you open to feeling. When you try to avoid the pain, it creates greater pain. I'm a human being, having a human experience in front of the world. I wish it weren't in front of the world. I try really hard to rise above it.