“How many of our virtues originate in the fear of Death & that while we flatter ourselves that we are melting in Christian Sensibility over the sorrows of our human Brethren and Sisteren, we are in fact, tho' perhaps unconsciously, moved at the prospect of our own End for who sincerely pities Sea-sickness, Toothache, or a fit of the Gout in a lusty Good-liver of 50?” HumansEndsFactsChristianVirtueSeaFitSorrowMovedPitySicknessSensibilitySincerelyFear Of DeathMeltingLiverBrethrenToothacheGout Book:Collected Letters: 1820-1825 Source: Collected Letters: 1820-1825
“Moderate sorrow Fits vulgar love, and for a vulgar man: But I have lov'd with such transcendent passion, I soar'd, at first, quite out of reason's view, And now am lost above it.” MenFirstsReasonPassionLostViewsFitSorrowSoarVulgarModeratesTranscendent Author:John Dryden
“What's mysterious, ambiguous, inexplicable. What doesn't fit into a story, what doesn't have a story. Glint of brightness on a barely-there chain. Patch of sunlight on a yellow wall. The loneliness that separates every living creature from every other living creature. Sorrow inseparable from joy.” StoriesJoyLonelinessWallFitSorrowCreaturesMysteriousChainsYellowSunlightPatchesInseparableBrightnessAmbiguousInexplicableLiving Creatures Author:Donna Tartt
“Before We end our pilgrimage, 'tis fit that we Should leave corruption, and foul sin, behind us, But with wash'd feet and hands, the heathens dar' not Enter their profane temples; and for me To hope my passage to eternity Can be made easy, till I have shook off The burthen of my sins in free confession, Aided with sorrow, and repentance for them, Is against reason.” ShouldMadeEndsReasonHandsEasySinBehindsFeetFitSorrowEternityCorruptionTemplesRepentancePassagesConfessionFoulPilgrimageProfaneHeathen Book:The Dramatic Works of Massinger and Ford Source: The Dramatic Works of Massinger and Ford
“Be not afraid of those trials which God may see fit to send upon thee. It is with the wind and the storm of tribulation that God, in the garner of the soul, separates the true wheat from the chaff. Always remember, therefore, that God comes to thee in thy sorrows as really as in thy joys. He lays low and He builds up. Thou wilt find thyself far from perfection if thou dost not find God in everything.” IfsMaySoulRememberJoyWindFitSorrowLowsPerfectionLaysStormTrialsTheeNot AfraidThyselfWheatTribulation Author:Miguel de Molinos