Walter Scott Quotes

Grieving, like being blind, is a strange business; you have to learn how to do it. We seek company in mourning, but after the early bursts of tears, after the praises have been spoken, and the good days remembered, and the lament cried, and the grave closed, there is no company in grief. It is a burden borne alone.

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.

Grief! thou art classed amongst the depressing passions. And true it is that thou humblest to the dust, but also thou exaltest to the clouds. Thou shakest us with ague, but also thou steadiest like frost. Thou sickenest the heart, but also thou healest its infirmities.

Humor reminds you, when you're flattened by sorrow, that you're still human.

When a loved one disappears, you continue to live with the accompaniment of that person. One has to find a balance between joy and sorrow.

It is useless to tear our hair out when we are in grief, since sorrow is not cured by baldness

I want to sit in my own sorrow, cry it out, talk to God, and say, 'Give me strength, wisdom.'

Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.

Time apparently did nothing but blunt grief’s sharpest edge so that it hacked rather than sliced.

I think its very important to not be afraid to experience joy in the middle of sorrow.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste and stain from the lees of the vat.

Sorrow may be a good thing for a woman's heart, but it is a poor cosmetic for her face.

Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.

If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness?

The Tiger Rising is, again, about a motherless child. His name is Rob Horton. He is dealing with the death of his mother, when he and his father move to a new town. And two things happen the same day that Rob gets sent home. One is he meets a girl named Sistine Bailey, who is what my mother would call "a piece of work," and he finds a real tiger in a cage in the woods behind the motel where he lives with his dad. And that's the story: what happens with the Sistine tiger, the real tiger and Rob's grief.

I certainly have a lot to lament, as do we all, everybody has their griefs. But the griefs we can fix, shouldn't we go around fixing them?

One of the things about grief is that it can bring a deeper perspective into your life; in the end, it has, for me, though it's also brought sorrow.

Certain realities in life are only seen through eyes that are cleansed through our tears. Let us learn how to weep

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.

Happiness is so nonsynonymous with joy or pleasure that it is not infrequently sought and felt in grief and deprivation.

Griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some of their power to injure our heart.

Lighten grief with hopes of a brighter morrow; Temper joy, in fear of a change of fortune.

A broken heart is never a tragedy. Only untimely death is a tragedy.

It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.