Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Jayita Bhattacharjee

Quote by Jayita Bhattacharjee

“A soul that smiles in empathy is a soul that blew away the sadness as the wild wilds blew. A soul that parts its lips is a soul that smiled away the sadness, as the autumn leaves flew....”

Quote by Jayita Bhattacharjee

Create image

Author

Jayita Bhattacharjee

Browse famous quotes and profile details for Jayita Bhattacharjee. more

You May Also Like

“Why do we as animals often struggle to cope with suffering and devastation that occurs because we are so far removed from our dear loved ones who have departed from us forever in the heavenly realms or when we encounter a challenge in our own life situations that may take us down a downward path of emotional disempowerment?" The Rabbit remarked. The eagle responded, "to achieve an environment of lasting peace, we need adversity and the harrowing experience of living through tragic events. No matter how hard we may strive, it is inevitable that we will all have to endure hardship at some period of time in our journey through our lives. Every animal inherits the same inherent defect, just like the wind will carry us away into the infinite abyss at the very moment of death. While you may decide to pursue happiness, you may also have the choice to suffer grieving as well, and it is up to you, as all of us will always have the gift of guilt which is keeping us in the present circumstances that we find ourselves in.”

InspirationalPhilosophySadnessPhilosopherDeath Of A Loved OneHealing The Emotional Self
Author:D.L. Lewis
Create image

“You speak so easily of war, when so many of your brothers and sisters lie dead at the bottom of the ocean, at the hands of the King’s navy. That is war.” “When the maggot infested, mouldy bread runs out, and you’re so desperate for food that you daydream about finding a rat to cook, and stare contemplative at your fingers. That is war.” “When you’re conscripted, spend years killing people, for a king, who look just like you, and come home to find your wife in bed with a man who dodged the call of battle. That is war.” “When your people, your kind and everyone you love are hunted down and butchered like pigs in their sleep whilst they lay abed, just because of their ancestry. That is war.” “When mothers put their daughters to the sword, rather than letting the victors have them as spoils of war. That is war.” “When your wife fades away in your arms, simply because you and your kind have been labelled persons of interest for the knife. That is war.” “When you sacrifice everything so that your daughter might live a better life, away from persecution, prejudice and fear, and then she is taken from you anyway. That is war.”

WarSadnessCrimeTerribleWar Quotes
Book:Gearpox
Create image

“Stawiają też hipotezę, że nadmierny smutek może stanowić obciążenie dla innych, a zatem może być dysfunkcyjny. Problem związany z rozróżnieniem pomiędzy sygnalizowaniem innym, że potrzebuje się pomoc, a budzeniem relacji odrzucenia niektórzy psychologowie rozwiązują w taki sposób, że emocje, które prowadzą do uzyskania pomocy, nazywają "normalnym smutkiem", a te, które powodują odrzucenie - "depresją". Takie teleologiczne rozwiązanie może jednak wzbudzać pewne zastrzeżenia naukowe.”

SadnessSmutekHandbook Of EmotionsPsychologia Emocji
Author:Michael Lewis
Create image

“I wish I were like the fall...I wish I were like the fall I wish I were like the fall, silent, with no desires at all My wishes' leaves would one by one turn sallow-gold My eyes' sun would grow cold The heaven of my breast would fill with pain And suddenly a storm of grief would seize my heart Like rain my tears would start And stain my dress Oh...how lovely then, if I were like the fall Feral and bitter, with colours seeping into one another, so beautiful - In Love with Sadness”

LoveFallSadnessAutumnMelancholy
Book:The Mirror of My Heart: A Thousand Years of Persian Poetry by Women
Create image

“There’s just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune far away. And how can you not forgive? You make a feast in honor of what was lost, and take from its place the finest garment, which you saved for an occasion you could not imagine, and you weep night and day to know that you were not abandoned, that happiness saved its most extreme form for you alone.”

HappinessPoetrySadnessPoemAbandonment
Author:Jane Kenyon
Create image