|We think cag'd birds sing, when indeed they cry.
||The White Devil|
|"Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of Grief the blunder of a life."
|There is no dealing with great sorrow as if it were under the control of our wills. It is a terrible phenomenon, whose laws we must study, and to whose conditions we must submit, if we would mitigate it.
||J. Sheridan Le Fanu
|"Grief makes one hour ten."
||King Richard II|
|"Grief fills the room up of my absent child,|
Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me . . ."
|"Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead: excessive grief the enemy to the living."
||All's Well That Ends Well|
|"What's gone and what's past help|
Should be past grief."
||The Winter's Tale|
|Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain.
|"The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love, lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of my life lie buried there too, I have not made a coffin of my heart, and sealed it up, forever, on my best affections. Deep affliction has but strengthened and refined them."
|Even grief sobbed itself out in time; only Time was good for sorrow--Time who saw the passing of each mood, each emotion in turn; Time the layer-to-rest.
||The Forsyte Saga|