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The place of sorrow is supplied, perchance, by a certain hard and proportionately barren indifference.

Friends are as often brought nearer together as separated by death.

At death our friends and relations either draw nearer to us and are found out, or depart further from us and are forgotten.

Surely civilization is old enough, surely mankind is mature enough so that we ought in our own lifetime to find a way to permanent peace.

Sorrow purifies and deepens the soul, and the extremity of sorrow is the prelude to Truth.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way

To mourn without measure is folly, and not to mourn at all is insensibility.

In time, the most stubborn grief will leave us, if in prudence we do not leave that first.

A false and a childish sorrow is appeased with as false and as childish a revenge.

To lament the death of a friend is both natural and just; a sigh or a tear I would allow to his memory: but no profuse or obstinate sorrow.

The ostentation of grief is many times more than the grief itself.

A wise man gives way to tears in some cases, and cannot avoid them in others.

To the man who is penetrated with true principles, the shortest, the most common hint is a sufficient memorial to keep him free of sorrow and fear.

The present moment is the same for all men, and their loss, therefore, is equal, for it is clear that what they lose in death is but a fleeting instant of time.

Tell over next all those you have known, one after the other: think how one buried his fellow, then lay dead himself, to be buried by a third.

Supposing, then, each separate misfortune to occasion a separate additional grief, the whole would be too great to be supportable.

The third is, that it is folly to wear one's self out with grief which can avail nothing.

Fear proceeds from the same things when absent which occasion grief when present.

Affected of course I am by the loss of a friend as I think there will never be again, such as I can fearlessly say there never was before.

it was the virtue of the man that I loved, and that has not suffered death

Grief can take care of itself; but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.

Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change

A man should diffuse joy, but, as much as he can, smother grief.

Your heart is wounded with compassion to hear the mourning of friends, and, perhaps with anger, to hear the counterfeit condolings of pretenders.