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“Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.”

Wind Sorrow Grieving

Book:South Moon Under

Source: South Moon Under

“You, sleeping on your bed of nails. Weeping an ocean beyond the pale. Strange, sorrow is your greatest skill. You're suffering from overkill... Choose whether to laugh or to cry. Menace and promise mingle in your eye. Wait, it's only a matter of time. You know everything will be fine... Rain falls down and the seas run high. When you're by my side we can rise above it. Let me dry all the tears inside. On your way you cannot hide from the howling wind and the roaring tide. You might get hurt but your fears will subside when you at last escape from the tears inside.”

“Sometimes we ask ourselves 'Why?' Why do I continue to smile, to give, to live? Why do I continue to stand, despite the ferocity of the wind that keeps blowing, that keeps slapping against my face, creating a pressure that says 'fall'? Why I don't I listen to those who call me a fool because I continue to love despite my hurt? I don't know what tomorrow brings; I don't know if my troubles will seize or if my sorrows will continue. But this much I do know - I will continue to hold out, I will continue to press on, until my blessing comes.”

Ifs Knows Giving Sometimes Motivational Faces Fall Asks Hurt Trouble Wind Fool Tomorrow Sorrow Blessing Creating Pressure Presses Despite Call Me My Blessing Ferocity Slapping Tomorrow Brings

Author:Shane Smith

“A falcon hovers at the edge of the sky.Two gulls drift slowly up the river.Vulnerable while they ride the wind,they coast and glide with ease.Dew is heavy on the grass below,the spider's web is ready.Heaven's ways include the human:among a thousand sorrows, I stand alone.”

Way Humans Two Heaven Sky Ready Wind Sorrow Thousand Rivers Edges Heavy Vulnerable Ease Grass Coast Spiders Dew Stand Alone Falcon Gulls I Stand Alone

Author:Du Fu

“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.”

Ifs May Soul Remember Joy Wind Fit Sorrow Lows Perfection Lays Storm Trials Thee Not Afraid Thyself Wheat Tribulation

Author:Miguel de Molinos

“So imagine a fire going -- wood snapping the way it does when it’s a little green — the wind rattling the windows behind the curtains -- and one of those Chopin melodies that feel like sorrow and ecstasy all mixed together pouring from the keys -- and you have my idea of happiness. Or just reading, reading and lamplight, the sound of pages turning. And so you dare to be happy. You do that thing. You dare.”

Way Feels Littles Doe Ideas Together Reading Sound Behinds Fire Imagine Wind Keys Sorrow Pages Window Green Dare Woods Melody Ecstasy Curtains Pouring Snapping Pages Turning

Book:The King in the Tree

Source: The King in the Tree

“If you come as softly As wind within the trees You may hear what I hear See what sorrow sees. If you come as lightly As threading dew I will take you gladly Nor ask more of you. You may sit beside me Silent as a breath Only those who stay dead Shall remember death. And if you come I will be silent Nor speak harsh words to you. I will not ask you why, now. Or how, or what you do. We shall sit here, softly Beneath two different years And the rich earth between us Shall drink our tears.”

Ifs Years May Two Different Earth Remember Asks Speak Rich Tree Tears Wind Sorrow Drink Breaths Silent Harsh Dew Harsh Words Why Now

Book:The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde

Source: The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde

“My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.”

Heart Running Wish My Own Wind My Heart Sorrow Dear Storm June Pathways Morrow No Friends Sunbeams Galloping Dear Love

Book:Not So Deep as a Well

Source: Not So Deep as a Well

“I can still see her face -- The sorrow in her eyes, her voice, as she condemns me. I didn't know it was possible to feel such shame. To feel so sick at heart. I'm lost inside, my soul -- all that I thought I was, and am, and ever will be -- shattered, cast to the winds. Compared to this, death is a mercy.”

Knows Feels Heart Stills I Can Soul Eye Faces Lost Voice Wind Sorrow Mercy Sick Shame Casts My Soul Her Eyes Shattered So Sick

Author:Chris Claremont

“It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship.”

Giving Stills War Self Lying Fall Effort Divine Sweet Wind Sorrow Bed Profound Resistance Branches Autumn Warmth Comforting Odor Moaning Autumn Wind

Book:Pleasures and days: and other writings

Source: Pleasures and days: and other writings

“A home is much more than a house built of lumber, brick, or stone. A home is made of love, sacrifice, and respect. We are responsible for the homes we build. We must build wisely, for eternity is not a short voyage. There will be calm and wind, sunlight and shadows, joy and sorrow. But if we really try, our home can be a bit of heaven here on earth. The thoughts we think, the deeds we do, the lives we live not only influence the success of our earthly journey, they also mark the way to our eternal goals.”

“Defeat may serve as well as victory To shake the soul and let the glory out. When the great oak is straining in the wind, The boughs drink in new beauty and the trunk Sends down a deeper root on the windward side. Only the soul that knows the mighty grief Can know the mighty rapture, Sorrows come To stretch out spaces in the heart for joy.”

Knows Wells Heart May Soul Joy Sides Space Grief Wind Victory Sorrow Drink Glory Roots Defeat Deeper Shakes Oaks Rapture Trunks

Author:Edwin Markham

“I can remember being eight years old and having infinite possibilities. But life ends up being so much less that we thought it would be when we were kids, with relationships that are so empty and stupid and brutal. If you don't find a way to break the chain and change in some way, then you wind up, as the rhyme goes: a murder of one, for sorrow.”

Ifs Way Years I Can Ends Would Be Kids Remember Break Stupid Possibility Wind Sorrow Empty Murder Infinite Eight Chains Brutal Rhyme Infinite Possibilities

Author:Adam Duritz