| Amount of texts to »sorrow« | 19, and there are 19 texts (100.00%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
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| First text | on Apr 19th 2000, 05:17:50 wrote Lori about sorrow |
| Latest text | on Mar 12th 2007, 21:00:23 wrote Emma Example about sorrow |
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The true tragedy of sorrow was summed up (as so much else was) in 'The Little Prince': »I could not reach him – it is such a lonely place, the Land of Tears«.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
WHOSE woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
Sorrow will take care of the understanding of greater meanings of life, the soul floats on sorrow
Sorrow is a quite strange feeling. Sometimes you think it will break your heart into pieces. Sometimes you might even miss sorrow, just because you want to know if you are still able to feel anything.
The sorrow of departure is more than made up by the joy of reunion.
'A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief'. Yes, but before that happened, he must surely also have been a man of some cheerfulness, even joy, and a sense of humour. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so kind, understanding and beloved of so many.
Sorrow can break your heart, if not physically, then certainly metaphorically.
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