Charles Kuralt Quotes

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.

All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers; hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers.

My heart is tuned to sorrow, and the strings Vibrate most readily to minor chords, Searching and sad; my mind is stuffed with words Which voice the passion and the ache of things: Illusions beating with their baffled wings Against the walls of circumstance.

One bitter time of mourning, I remember, When day, and night, my sad heart did complain, My life, I said, was one cold, bleak December, And all its pleasures, were but whited pain.

Grief jumps out at you when you're least expecting it.

In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.

I suppose I'm interested in sorrow, which is very different from depression or despair. Sorrow is continuous with the world; it allows for creativity.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

And tears are heard within the harp I touch.

This tragic brow, these closed eyes, eyebrows raised and knotted.

Grief is an emotion that's almost unplayable because you're in a separate emotional state; it's an inconsolable emotion.

Tears fall in my heart like the rain on the town.

One thing the blues ain't, is funny.

I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.

Music breaks my heart constantly.

In our culture I think most people think of grief as sadness, and that's certainly part of it, a large part of it, but there's also this thorniness, these edges that come out.

It was the saddest day of my life.

A piece of each of us died.

At the root of everything I write is tragedy.

There is a lot of sadness in America.

I wear a lot of black. Like my heart.