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“There's a universe inside your head - a place of pictures and passions, of songs and sorrows. It's everything you are - and it's an utter mystery.”

Song Universe Passion Mystery Sorrow

Author:Jeffrey Kluger

“With smoking axle hot with speed, with steeds of fire and steam, Wide-waked To-day leaves Yesterday behind him like a dream. Still, from the hurrying train of Life, fly backward far and fast The milestones of the fathers, the landmarks of the past. But human hearts remain unchanged: the sorrow and the sin, The loves and hopes and fears of old, are to our own akin; And if, in tales our fathers told, the songs our mothers sung, Tradition wears a snowy beard, Romance is always young.”

Source: Narrative and Legendary Poems, Complete Volume I., the Works of Whittier

“I have often sung to drown my sorrow, but seldom to express my happiness. Crying for joy, and singing for joy, were alike uncommon to me while in the jaws of slavery. The singing of a man cast away upon a desolate island might be as appropriately considered as evidence of contentment and happiness, as the singing of a slave; the songs of the one and of the other are prompted by the same emotion.”

Men Might Joy Song Emotion Cry Sorrow Singing Evidence Slavery Slave Casts Islands Contentment Uncommon Desolate Cast Away

Book:Narrative of the life of Frederick Douglass, an American slave, written by himself

Source: Narrative of the life of Frederick Douglass, an American slave, written by himself

“For a song I was bought Now I lie when I talk With a careful eye on the cue card. Onto a stage I was pushed, With my sorrow well rehearsed. So give me all your pity and your money, now (all of it).”

Giving Wells Eye Lying Song Stage Sorrow Give Me Careful Pity Cards

Author:Conor Oberst

“For centuries poets, some poets, have tried to give a voice to the animals, and readers, some readers, have felt empathy and sorrow. If animals did have voices, and they could speak with the tongues of angels-at the very least with the tongues of angels-they would be unable to save themselves from us. What good would language do? Their mysterious otherness has not saved them, nor have their beautiful songs and coats and skins and shells and eyes.”

Source: Ill Nature: Rants and Reflections on Humanity and Other Animals

“Rash combat oft immortalizes man; if he should fall, he is renowned in song; but after-ages reckon not the ceaseless tears which the forsaken woman sheds. Poets tell us not of the many nights consumed in weeping, or of the dreary days wherein her anguished soul vainly yearns to call her loved one back.”

Ifs Men Should Soul Age Night Song Fall Tears He Man Poet Sorrow Fame Combat Loved Ones Shed Consumed Weeping Dreary Forsaken Renowned

Author:Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry "Amen" to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally!”

Earth Joy Song Universe Heaven Voice Cry Poet Sorrow Lows Glory Singers Inward Woe Amen

Book:Poems

Source: Poems

“As the Christian's sorrows multiply, his patience grows, until, with sweet, unruffled quiet, he can confront the ills of life, and, though inwardly wincing, can calmly pursue his way to the restful grave, while his old, harsh voice is softly cadenced into sweetest melody, like the faint notes of an angel's whispered song. As patience deepens, charity and sympathy increase.”

Way Christian Song Grows Voice Sweet Sorrow Quiet Angel Increase Notes Charity Graves Pursue Melody Harsh Sweetest Restful

Author:George Horace Lorimer

“Writing is alchemy. Dross becomes gold. Experience is transformed. Pain is changed. Suffering may become song. The ordinary or horrible is pushed by the will of the writer into grace or redemption, a prophetic wail, a screed for justice, an elegy of sadness or sorrow. ... There is always a tension between experience and the thing that finally carries it forward, bears its weight, holds it in. Without that tension, one might as well write a shopping list.”

“Every sorrow suggests a thousand songs and every song recalls a thousand sorrows and so they are infinite in number and all the same.”

Song Numbers Sorrow Thousand Infinite Recalls

Author:Marilynne Robinson

“A verse of Scripture in the morning, may become a blessing for all the day. It may sing in the heart as a sweet song, from morning until evening. It may become a liturgy of prayer in which the soul shall voice its deepest needs and hungers-amid toils, struggles, and cares. It may be a guide through perplexing tangles, Gods voice whispering cheer, a comforter breathing peace in sorrow.”

Needs Heart May Soul Care Song Voice Prayer Morning Struggle Sweet Sorrow Blessing Hunger Guides Scripture Evening Breathing Cheer Verses Toil Whispering Liturgy Comforter

Author:J.R. Miller

“The pleasant converse of the fireside, the simple songs of home, the words of encouragement as I bend over my school-tasks, the kiss as I lie down to rest, the patient bearing with the freaks of my restless nature, the gentle counsels mingled with reproofs and approvals, the sympathy that meets and assuages every sorrow, and sweetens every little success--all these return to me amid the responsibilities which press upon me now, and I feel as if I had once lived in heaven, and, straying, had lost my way.”

“Seek to make life henceforth a consecrated thing; that so, when the sunset is nearing, with its murky vapors and lowering skies, the very clouds of sorrow may be fringed with golden light. Thus will the song in the house of your pilgrimage be always the truest harmony. It will be composed of no jarring, discordant notes; but with all its varied tones will form one sustained, life-long melody; dropped for a moment in death, only to be resumed with the angels, and blended with the everlasting cadences of your Father's house.”

May Long Moments Light Form Song Father House Sky Sorrow Angel Harmony Notes Clouds Golden Tone Sunset Melody Everlasting Long Life Truest Pilgrimage Vapor Cadence Consecration Golden Light

Author:John Ross Macduff

“You may glory in a team triumphant, but you fall in love with a team in defeat. Losing after great striving is the story of man, who was born to sorrow, whose sweetest songs tell of saddest thought, and who, if he is a hero, does nothing in life as becomingly as leaving it.”

Ifs Men May Doe Stories Song Fall Born Team Hero Sorrow Losing Glory Strive Falling In Love Leaving Defeat Sweetest Saddest Triumphant

Book:The Boys of Summer

Source: The Boys of Summer

“The outlet for my sorrow, that I do feel deeply, and the pain, is the songs. That's where it goes.”

Feels Pain Song Sorrow Outlets

Author:Dan Fogelberg

“Songs are so all-encompassing; they're the joys and sorrows and pacing of life.”

Joy Song Sorrow Pacing Joys And Sorrows

Author:Neil Diamond

“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it.”

“Families will not be broken. Curse and expel them, send their children wandering, drown them in floods and fires, and old women will make songs of all these sorrows and sit on the porch and sing them on mild evenings.”

Children Song Fire Broken Sorrow Wander Evening Curse Flood Old Woman Porch

Author:Marilynne Robinson

“The King beneath the mountains, The King of carven stone, The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown shall be upholden, His harp shall be restrung, His halls shall echo golden To songs of yore re-sung. The woods shall wave on mountains. And grass beneath the sun; His wealth shall flow in fountains And the rivers golden run. The streams shall run in gladness, The lakes shall shine and burn, And sorrow fail and sadness At the Mountain-king’s return!”

“She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy - that was heavy in sorrow - that turned over - that stood still. She really believed the heart actually did those things.”

Heart Stills Joy Song Heard Sorrow Dancing Heavy Papa

Author:Betty Smith

“Blood in the water I sing, and one who shed it: deadliest hunger I sing, and one who fed it- weaving the ancient-most tale of the Sea's sending: singing the tragedy, singing the joy unending This is our shame- this is the whole Ocean's glory: this is the Song of the Twelve. Hark to the story! Hearken, and bring it to pass: swift lest the sorrow long ago laid to it's rest devour us tomarrow!”

Long Whole Stories Joy Song Water Blood Sea Sorrow Ocean Singing Glory Tragedy Shame Ancient Hunger Tales Feds Twelve Shed Long Ago Unending Weaving

Book:Deep Wizardry

Source: Deep Wizardry

“Life is not a song, sweetling. Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow.”

May Life Is Song Sorrow Someday

Author:George R. R. Martin

“In my room I'd barely closed my eyes when the blonde from the movie house came along and sang her whole song of sorrow just for me. I helped her put me to sleep, so to speak, and succeeded pretty well... I wasn't entirely alone... It's not possible to sleep alone.”

Wells Whole Eye Song House Speak Sleep Rooms Sorrow Blonde

Author:Louis-Ferdinand Celine

“Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears.”

Heart Song Tears Sorrow Slavery Slave Unhappy Relieved Heart Ache

Book:Autobiographies

Source: Autobiographies

“But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself.”

May Said Life Is Song Winning Voice Lord Hero Sorrow One Day Monsters Remembered Halls

Book:George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons

Source: George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons

“No words can express how much the world owes to sorrow. Most of the Psalms were born in the wilderness. Most of the Epistles were written in a prison. The greatest thoughts of the greatest thinkers have all passed through fire. The greatest poets have "learned in suffering what they taught in song." In bonds Bunyan lived the allegory that he afterwards wrote, and we may thank Bedford Jail for the Pilgrim's Progress. Take comfort, afflicted Christian! When God is about to make pre-eminent use of a person, He put them in the fire.”

World Writing May Persons God Use Christian Suffering Song Born Fire Grace Progress Written Taught Poet Sorrow Comfort Bible Prison Novelists Wilderness Jail Thinker Pilgrim Psalms Allegory

Author:George MacDonald

“Don't let yourself forget that God's grace rewards not only those who never slip, but also those who bend and fall. So sing! The song of rejoicing softens hard hearts. It makes tears of godly sorrow flow from them. Singing summons the Holy Spirit. Happy praises offered in simplicity and love lead the faithful to complete harmony, without discord. Don't stop singing.”

“I who once wrote songs with keen delight am now by sorrow driven to take up melancholy measures. Wounded Muses tell me what I must write, and elegiac verses bathe my face with real tears. Not even terror could drive from me these faithful companions of my long journey. Poetry, which was once the glory of my happy and flourishing youth, is still my comfort in this misery of my old age.”

Source: The Consolation of Philosophy

“Perhaps all women are part faerie, for what woman can deny her faerie blood when the portals to her own land are open; when the full moon sings its insistent song; when sorrow and passion and rage pulse through her body at moon times. This is why women are the chosen ones of Faerie, pat of the vibrant, fluid, emotional soul of the world.”

World Soul Body Song Passion Blood Land Emotional Sorrow Moon Deny Rage Chosen Pulse Fluid Faerie Portal Full Moon Chosen One

Author:Brian Froud