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It is one of the most saddening things in life that, try as we may, we can never be certain of making people happy, whereas we can almost always be certain of making them unhappy.
The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.
An ounce of cheerfulness is worth a pound of sadness to serve God with.
Dying is only one thing to be sad over… Living unhappily is something else.
Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt… doubt is the beginning of despair despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
One must not let oneself be overwhelmed by sadness.
Can I see another’s woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another’s grief, and not seek for kind relief?
The word ‘happiness’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.
The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives – the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.