It is a sad thing when men have neither the wit to speak well nor the judgment to hold their tongues.
My father’s death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.
You get used to sadness, growing up in the mountains, I guess.
There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist.
Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt… doubt is the beginning of despair; despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.
Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.
Live by this credo: have a little laugh at life and look around you for happiness instead of sadness. Laughter has always brought me out of unhappy situations.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth, My old sorrow wakes and cries.
You have to let it all hang out, let go of the ideas that were more comfortable and embrace some of the sadness in your life.
We tell our triumphs to the crowds, but our own hearts are the sole confidants of our sorrows.
I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers.
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.
It’s a source of great sadness to me that my father died without having seen me do anything worthwhile. He was constantly having to make excuses for me.
The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in God and woman.
And I remember going to the record studio and there was a park across the street and I’d see all the children playing and I would cry because it would make me sad that I would have to work instead.
Tears are the natural penalties of pleasure. It is a law that we should pay for all that we enjoy.
It is one of the most saddening things in life that, try as we may, we can never be certain of making people happy, whereas we can almost always be certain of making them unhappy.
Can I see another’s woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another’s grief, and not seek for kind relief?
Let us remember that sorrow alone is the creator of great things.
He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
The reason for the sadness of this modern age and the men who live in it is that it looks for the truth in everything and finds it.
The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.
One should either be sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers.
The old know what they want; the young are sad and bewildered.
