However, without considering this connection, there is no doubt but that more good than evil, more delight than sorrow, arises from compassion itself; there being so many things which balance the sorrow of it.

Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.

I cannot sleep - great joy is as restless as great sorrow.

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?

Life has never been easy. Nor is it meant to be. It is a matter of being joyous in the face of sorrow.

If we wait until our lives are free from sorrow or difficulty, then we wait forever. And miss the entire point.

Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.

Genius is sorrow's child.

Words will not be able to ever express how sorry I am for this, and I have profound regret and sorrow for the multitude of mistakes and harm I have caused.