Sadness does not inhere in things; it does not reach us from the world and through mere contemplation of the read more

Sadness does not inhere in things; it does not reach us from the world and through mere contemplation of the world. It is a product of our own thought. We create it out of whole cloth.

Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?

Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?

Sad are only those who understand

Sad are only those who understand

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when read more

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

We gather strength from sadness and from pain Each time we die we learn to live again.

We gather strength from sadness and from pain Each time we die we learn to live again.

Smile, even if it's a sad smile, because sadder than a sad smile is the sadness of not knowing how read more

Smile, even if it's a sad smile, because sadder than a sad smile is the sadness of not knowing how to smile.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.

We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
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We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
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A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.