“I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.”
Joseph Addison book Cato
Act IV, scene iii.
Cato, A Tragedy (1713)
"Where high the heavenly temple stands".
“I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.”
Joseph Addison book Cato
Act IV, scene iii.
Cato, A Tragedy (1713)
Robert Sarah (1945) Roman Catholic bishop
The Power of Silence: Against the Dictatorship of Noise (2017)
“The sigh that rends thy constant heart
Shall break thy Edwin's too.”
Oliver Goldsmith book The Vicar of Wakefield
Source: The Vicar of Wakefield (1766), Ch. 8, The Hermit (Edwin and Angelina), st. 33.
“I cannot recall those years without horror, loathing, and heart-rending pain.”
Leo Tolstoy (1828–1910) Russian writer
Pt. I, ch. 2
Confession (1882)
Context: I cannot recall those years without horror, loathing, and heart-rending pain. I killed people in war, challenged men to duels with the purpose of killing them, and lost at cards; I squandered the fruits of the peasants' toil and then had them executed; I was a fornicator and a cheat. Lying, stealing, promiscuity of every kind, drunkenness, violence, murder — there was not a crime I did not commit... Thus I lived for ten years.
Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895–1986) Indian spiritual philosopher
"Ninth Talk in Bombay, (14 March 1948) http://www.jkrishnamurti.com/krishnamurti-teachings/view-text.php?tid=270&chid=4600&w=%22What+brings+understanding+is+love%22, J.Krishnamurti Online, JKO Serial No. BO48Q1, published in The Collected Works, Vol. IV, p. 200 <br class="br">1940s <br class="br">Context: What brings understanding is love. When your heart is full, then you will listen to the teacher, to the beggar, to the laughter of children, to the rainbow, and to the sorrow of man. Under every stone and leaf, that which is eternal exists. But we do not know how to look for it. Our minds and hearts are filled with other things than understanding of "what is". Love and mercy, kindliness and generosity do not cause enmity. When you love, you are very near truth. For, love makes for sensitivity, for vulnerability. That which is sensitive is capable of renewal. Then truth will come into being. It cannot come if your mind and heart are burdened, heavy with ignorance and animosity.