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Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.
Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.
The wretched hasten to hear of their own miseries.
[Lat., Miserias properant suas
Audire miseri.]
The wretched hasten to hear of their own miseries.
[Lat., Miserias properant suas
Audire miseri.]
Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop read more
Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
An alligator stuffed, and other skins
Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves
A beggarly account of boxes,
Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds,
Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses
Were thinly scattered, to make up a show.
Man is only miserable so far as he thinks himself so.
Man is only miserable so far as he thinks himself so.
Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer read more
Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief.
Laugh not once at one's misfortune for one will laugh twice as much at you later.
Laugh not once at one's misfortune for one will laugh twice as much at you later.
A misery is not to be measured from the nature of the evil, but from the temper of the sufferer.
A misery is not to be measured from the nature of the evil, but from the temper of the sufferer.
Marriage enlarges the scene of our happiness and of our miseries. A marriage of love is pleasant, of interest, easy, read more
Marriage enlarges the scene of our happiness and of our miseries. A marriage of love is pleasant, of interest, easy, and where both meet, happy. A happy marriage has in it all the pleasures of friendship, all the enjoyments of sense and reason, and,
Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless read more
Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless despair,
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?