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.
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The Forsyte Saga
by
John Galsworthy
"If our affections be tried, our affections are our consolation and comfort; and memory, however sad, is the best and purest link between this world and a better."
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.
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The Mill on the Floss
by
George Eliot
The crime of suicide lies rather in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind.
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Howards End
by
E. M. Forster
Give not thyself up, then, to fire, lest it invert thee, deaden thee; as for the time it did me. There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness.
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Moby Dick
by
Herman Melville
The jovial party broke up next morning. Breakings-up are capital things in our school-days, but in after life they are painful enough. Death, self-interest, and fortune's changes, are every day breaking up many a happy group, and scattering them far and wide; and the boys and girls never come back again.
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The Pickwick Papers
by
Charles Dickens
Formerly, his heart had been as a locked casket with its treasure inside; but now the casket was empty, and the lock was broken. Left groping in darkness, with his prop utterly gone, Silas had inevitably a sense, though a dull and half-despairing one, that if any help came to him it must come from without; and there was a slight stirring of expectation at the sight of his fellow-men, a faint consciousness of dependence on their goodwill.
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Silas Marner
by
George Eliot
He had a sense that the old man meant to be good-natured and neighbourly; but the kindness fell on him as sunshine falls on the wretched--he had no heart to taste it, and felt that it was very far off him.
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Silas Marner
by
George Eliot
"I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven."
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Little Women
by
Louisa May Alcott
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.
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Great Expectations
by
Charles Dickens