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“Our respect for the dead, when they are just dead, is something wonderful, and the way we show it more wonderful still. We show it with black feathers and black horses; we show it with black dresses and black heraldries; we show it with costly obelisks and sculptures of sorrow, which spoil half of our beautiful cathedrals. We show it with frightful gratings and vaults, and lids of dismal stone, in the midst of the quiet grass; and last, and not least, we show it by permitting ourselves to tell any number of falsehoods we think amiable or credible in the epitaph.”

Thinking Way Stills Shows Lasts Beautiful Death Black Numbers Half Wonderful Sorrow Quiet Stones Horse Dresses Grass Midst Falsehood Sculpture Feathers Spoil Cathedrals Credible Epitaph Amiable Vaults

Book:Works

Source: Works

“Even so We find the sea of sorrow. Black as night The sullen surface meets our frightened gaze, As down we sink to darkness and despair.”

Night Black Darkness Sea Sorrow Despair Appreciation Surface Frightened Sullen

Book:Leafs On An Idle Breeze - My Inspirational Poems (Annotated Edition)

Source: Leafs On An Idle Breeze - My Inspirational Poems (Annotated Edition)

“I heard black people sing and the emotion was overwhelming to me. The power of that with all the built in sorrow and joy was just overwhelming to me as a little kid. It was the real deal.”

People Littles Real Kids Joy Black Deals Emotion Heard Sorrow Built Overwhelming Black People Little Kid

Author:Steve Young

“Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.”

Looks Black Sorrow Distance Gray Long Distance Distance Relationship Sorrow And Happiness

Author:Jean Paul

“He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”

Source: The Road

“You, and those like you, take your fill of pleasure on earth by making the life of such as me bitter and black with sorrow; and then it is a fine thing, when you have had enough of that, to think of securing your pleasure in heaven by becoming converted!”

Thinking Enough Earth Heaven Black Pleasure Like You Fine Becoming Sorrow Bitter Had Enough Fine Things

Book:Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman

Source: Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman

“Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.”

“In her mind's eye she saw it, saw it all at last: the rolling armies and the flames of battle; the graves and pits and dying cries of a hundred million souls; the spreading darkness, like a black wing stretching over the earth; the last, bitter hours of cruelty and sorrow, and the terrible, final flights; death's great dominion over all, and, at the last, empty cities, becalmed by the silence of a hundred years. Already these things were coming to pass.”

Source: The Passage: A Novel (Book One of The Passage Trilogy)

“let me tell you what happens when you cook down the syrup of loss over the open fire of sorrow: it solidfies into something wlaw. not grief, like you'd expect, or even regret. no, it gets thick as paste, black as ash; yet it isn't until you dip a finger in and feel that sharp taste dissolving on your tounge that you realize this is angel in its purest form, unrefined; a substance to be weighed and measyred and spread.”

Feels Happens Form Black Realizing Loss Grief Fire Regret Like You Sorrow Taste Angel Let Me Fingers Spread Cooks Substance Thick Ashes Dip Dissolving Syrup

Author:Jodi Picoult

“Images flicker, each one bringing its own sorrow or its own smile. Sometimes both. At the very worst, an impenetrable and sightless black and at best, a happiness so bright that it hurts the eyes to see, coming and going on some unseen projector perpetually turned by an invisible hand. One, then another. The hollow click of the shutter. Now stop. Freeze this frame. Pluck it down and hold it close and be damned by what you see. Henri always said: the price of a memory is the memory if the sorrow it brings.”

Ifs Said Sometimes Hands Eye Black Hurt Memories Worst Sorrow Down And Invisible It Hurts Unseen Hollow Freeze Clicks Pluck Flicker Shutters Invisible Hand Projectors

Author:Pittacus Lore

“Black for hunting through the night For death and sorrow, the color’s white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown, And red to call enchantment down.”

Night Black White Color Sorrow Red Gold Hunting Brides Enchantment Gowns Nephilim

Book:City of Lost Souls

Source: City of Lost Souls

“Beneath the gore and smoke and loam, this book is about the evanescence of life, and why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow. In the end it is a story of the ineluctable conflict between good and evil, daylight and darkness, the White City and the Black.”

Men Book Ends Stories Evil Black White Cities Darkness Impossible Sorrow Conflict Smoke Good And Evil Engaging Gore Daylight Evanescence Allotments

Author:Erik Larson