To revive sorrow is cruel.
When people fall in deep distress, their native sense departs.
To me so deep a silence portends some dread event; a clamorous sorrow wastes itself in sound.
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
If it were possible to heal sorrow by weeping and to raise the dead with tears, gold were less prized than grief.
Gentle time will heal our sorrows.