“Sorrow has a name, and its name is loneliness. Sorrow has a shape, and its shape is absence. Sorrow is a sickness like any other.”

“Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.”

“A Strange melancholy pervades me to which I hesitate to give the grave and beautiful name of sorrow. The idea of sorrow has always appealed to me but now I am almost ashamed of its complete egoism. I have known boredom, regret, and occasionally remorse, but never sorrow. Today it envelops me like a silken web, enervating and soft, and sets me apart from everybody else.”

“Every house has its own private cup of sorrow. (3)”

“Sorrow with me, Sorrowful one!Tell me, whose voice proclaimsThings true and sad,Naming by all their old, unhappy names,What drove me mad--”

“Everything has its price: sorrow for happiness; birth for love; death for birth.”