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But O yet more miserable!
Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave.
But O yet more miserable!
Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave.
Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer read more
Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief.
Threescore years and ten is enough; if a man can't suffer all the misery he wants in that time, he read more
Threescore years and ten is enough; if a man can't suffer all the misery he wants in that time, he must be numb.
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those read more
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.
There are a good many real miseries in life that we cannot help
smiling at, but they are the read more
There are a good many real miseries in life that we cannot help
smiling at, but they are the smiles that make wrinkles and not
dimples.
That to live by one man's will became the cause of all men's
misery.
That to live by one man's will became the cause of all men's
misery.
Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all read more
Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all carry our share of the misery which lies upon the world.
There is no greater grief than to remember days of joy when misery is at hand.
There is no greater grief than to remember days of joy when misery is at hand.
The worst of misery
Is when a nature framed for noblest things
Condemns itself in youth to read more
The worst of misery
Is when a nature framed for noblest things
Condemns itself in youth to petty joys,
And, sore athirst for air, breathes scanty life
Gasping from out the shallows.