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Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?
Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?
It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.
It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.
Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally read more
Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally in you appears
That I will deeply put the fashion on
And wear it in my heart.
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
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We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
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A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
What is the source of sadness, but feebleness of the mind? What giveth it power but the want of reason? read more
What is the source of sadness, but feebleness of the mind? What giveth it power but the want of reason? Rouse thyself to the combat, and she quitteth the field before thou strikest.
Anger, tears and sadness are only for those who have given up
Anger, tears and sadness are only for those who have given up
It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt
you to the heart: the one to slander read more
It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt
you to the heart: the one to slander you and the other to get
the news to you.
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, read more
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, from our fear of death, our thirst for the absolute. It is the human condition that directs the social condition, not vice versa.
