What is resignation? It is putting God between one's self and one's grief.
The world has no sympathy with any but positive griefs. It will pity you for what you lose; never for what you lack
In youth, grief comes with a rush and overflow, but it dries up, too, like the torrent. In the winter of life it remains a miserable pool, resisting all evaporation.
Pride dries the tears of anger and vexation; humility, those of grief. The one is indignant that we should suffer; the other calms us by the reminder that we deserve nothing else.
If grief is to be mitigated, it must either wear itself out or be shared.
All the joys of earth will not assuage our thirst for happiness; while a single grief suffices to shroud life in a sombre veil, and smite it with nothingness at all points.