If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains

I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains

The wretched hasten to hear of their own miseries.
[Lat., Miserias properant suas
Audire miseri.]

The wretched hasten to hear of their own miseries.
[Lat., Miserias properant suas
Audire miseri.]

There are a good many real miseries in life that we cannot help smiling at, but they are the smiles 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.

But O yet more miserable!
Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave.

But O yet more miserable!
Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave.

The child of misery, baptized in tears!

The child of misery, baptized in tears!

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless read more

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless despair,
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

We ought never to scoff at the wretched, for who can be sure of
continued happiness?
[Fr., Il read more

We ought never to scoff at the wretched, for who can be sure of
continued happiness?
[Fr., Il ne se faut jamais moquer des miserables,
Car qui peut s'assurer d'etre toujours heureux?]