If you cry in the rain, only the sky will see your tears.

Tears water the eyes when they have been dry for too long.

If God charged us for every tear He shed for us, the world would be bankrupt.

When I was poor, I was rich because I was happy; when I was wealthy, I was poor because I was sad.

Rain is just God weeping for Earth’s troubles.

The universe acknowledges the value of your tears; for when it rains, it is shedding its own.

In her crazy, upside down world, she needed someone like that. A rock that would keep her going, an anchor to keep her from drifting away. Instead, she was alone.

A person tied to the world of sorrows can return to nature for inspiration. Nature provides solace to troubled hearts.

Flowery tongues have thorny throats.

Happiness & Sadness are compeerin other words,Sadness is the shadow of happinessjust like thatHappiness is the shadow of sadnesssadness gives Darknesshappiness gives Lightsadness gives Profundityhappiness gives HeightIt is always in proportion, that's its balanceIf you want happiness, Remember sadness will also come.

It is foolishness to want what never was or will never will be, lament the passage of time, and live in fearfulness of an uncertain future. The moods generated by regret including depression and self-loathing congeal in our sentient consciousness creating the painful landscape of the self.

To overcome the sadness of our hearts, we must remember the joys of our lives.

I forgive youAll I had to offer you was sadnessMy eyes shed sadnessMy face speaks sadnessMy lips smile sadnessMy voice spews sadnessMy touch spreads sadnessI forgive you for leaving, for I have become an infectious incurable virus threatening to destroy everything you are notSuch a happy delicate thing she is, isn't she?She has no idea, does she?How long before you turn her into sadness...

Careful... Once you push that button, there's no going back. This will end in two ways; the tragic loss of your sanity or the catastrophic diminution of my reality. You still want to know me? Bring a light, before my darkness swallows you whole

She cured me of my sadness.

Love makes you strong when others are weak, brave when others are scared, hopeful when others are despairing and cheerful when others are sad.

It is easier to wipe a thousand tears from your eyes than to wipe a single tear from your soul.

The best couples share the load, divide the grief, and add to the peace, thereby multiplying joy.

At the end of every dark storm is a bright rainbow.

I love death because life hates me.

Sadness is the heart withdrawing to seek shelter from the pain.

The lightest weight anyone can carry on life’s journey is hope.

If the sky had no tears, the world would have no rainbows.

Worry makes you weaker, regret makes you sadder, hate makes you angrier, but hope makes you stronger, and love makes you happier.

Thoughts can only hurt you with your permission, feelings can only wound you with your consent, experiences can only damage you with your authorization; life can only ruin you with your approval.

When life’s journey is wearisome, put on hope’s shoes.

Learn from roses; even when trampled they give off perfume, not despair.

The bad chapters of your life lead to the good ones if you keep turning the pages.

When night comes do not despair; rejoice instead and say to yourself, “At least now I can see the stars.

Today’s storms usher in tomorrow’s sunshine.

Your deepest scars tell the world of your greatest triumphs.

When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years

The sky has a huge heart open for all clouds even on the gloomiest of days.

It felt like betrayal, finding joy even in little things when Willow was in danger.

Count your smiles, not your frowns.

If you are going through hell, keep walking until you reach heaven.

Harsh winters precede pleasant springs.

Life hands us storms so we can paint rainbows.

A man in his early prime contemplates on life, shattered by the distortions of society he gazes ahead in time. There were vows of happiness and fairy tale beginnings. Now there is nothing of that sort; now there is nothing that started the tales so bright. It's after all this while that he understands why fairy tales begin with 'once upon a time'...

The dark skies of despair are no match for the bright skies of hope.

The real you is not you, the real you is what is within you. What is behind your joy or your melancholy. What gives you the reason to ponder. What moves or stops you. What makes you you is you.

A tree does not despair when its fruit falls to the ground, because it knows in due time, its seeds will rise.

A storm is an artist who passes by on her way to paint your rainbow.

Don't pluck a rose's petals and then ask the rose why it is sad.

Watering a dead flower will not bring it back to life.

Love that brings you sorrow is better than hate that brings you joy.

It is in vain to wipe away tears in the rain.

Today's tears sweep the road to tomorrow's blessings.

Your deepest valleys lead you to your highest mountaintops.

Yes, looking through the eyes of literature we may talk about the beauty of sadness! But in the eyes of truth, sadness is just saddening; there is no beauty there, only a touching desperation!

Like a deep sad noteplayed beneath the oceanwaving through the orbthe memories of youthe bittersweet echoesinfixed forever in my heart

An emotionally locked person refuses to let go of their sad memories and live in the now.

Boredom and ineffective attempts to escape tedium are the perpetual lot of humankind.

Disquietude that springs from the fundamental nature of being a human being is vaster and more encompassing than depression, which has a cause and therefore a cure.

It's scary, and downing, that I make my best music when I'm going through my depression... At that moment, all i can see is black, darkness and shadows, but in the bigger picture.. it's a blessing. When I look through all my work, my art, I wouldn't change or take away my depression and anxiety for ANYTHING.. because when i get those days of rainbows, and colors.. i know deep down, i'm only honest when i'm at the deepest of the oceans.. so it's like listening to a different side of my mind, that i never realize exists, until i get that little peek through the blinds, and finally see the sunlight.. THEN on those simple moments, even if they only last a few minutes, i know deep down... maybe i do have a talent. Maybe I have got something, a "gift", that some people call... So really, if it wasn't for my depression, i would never, truly believe I have anything worth giving. So I will NOT sit back and wish i wasn't clinically depressed, I will learn to embrace it, live with it, and talk my brain into believing, and fully knowing, I HAVE A GIFT. I AM WORTHY. I DO HAVE SOMETHING TO GIVE THE WORLD. I will not let my depression or anxiety control me. They can live here(in my mind), but they best know, I AM STILL, AND WILL ALWAYS BE IN CONTROL. .. BUT This is my home, and you're just living under it.

I want to drown in my tears,And my tears are my prayers.

Hope is a better friend than despair.

The soul's hands carry the heart's burdens.

The heart smiles when the soul shines.

Sleep comes, no matter how deep the sadness cuts. It’s like a gift from the universe.

Everyone experiences the feelings of sadness and loneliness. We might rue our lack of companionship, but some people present a desperate need for aloneness. Being alone allows a person to think, imagine, and take in nature. Because being alone is essential for specific human actions, similar to all other aspects of life, it is a gift.

Every heart has a layer of sadness, whether deeply buried or covering the surface for all to see.

Sadness is like sandpaper; it rubs at our sharper edges, softening and humbling us, making us ready for a coat of compassion.

No one wants to occupy a black hole of sadness and despair or slip on the tight rope that separates sanity from insanity, and reside in a vortex devoid of reality. I entered the world as a freeman and desire to escape a state of existential vertigo. I yearn to discover a synthesizing spirit of my being and hold my head high, free of doubt, and devoid of fear. I wish to foment the cerebral energy to stave off premature destruction and forevermore blunt an intolerable state of anguish.

A sad soul needs an infinite horizon which can throw all his sorrow into the silence of the eternal emptiness!

I've never been the most important thing to anybody - not even myself.

Thinking is a personalized activity that can lead us into a state of happiness or cause us to be sad. Who we are becomes a product of how we think. What we think about and how we integrate knowledge into a comprehensive schema regulates our evolving self-identity. The precision of the human mind and the interplay between cognitive thinking and reactive emotions plays a central role in self-identity.

There lives a weeperin each of us-a silent mourner honoring our despairwhen our willingness slain by helplessness continues to resurrect to be slaughtered again

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.

He had a sadness in his eyes that Carrie recognised as regret.

Even the giant lead balls are not as heavy as the two sad eyes!

She wore his flowerIn her hairScent of amberSweetened the airHer dress was whiteHer feet bareHe found heavenWaiting thereShe is aliveIn his painful sigh...

You don’t have to wait for a storm to pass to paint your own rainbow.

If rocks did not persevere under heat and pressure, they would never become diamonds.

And they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to.

Count your summers, not your winters.

If money could buy happiness, the rich would not drown their sorrows in expensive wine.

No doubt, the biggest challenge before you is to protect yourself from sadness, because happiness belongs to the theory of uncertainty.

Tears of joy are lighter than smiles of sorrow.

Those who know you see your tears even in the rain.

Sadness in autumn is an autumn within autumn!

Love is blind, but a broken heart sees everything.

Love's whispers drown out sorrow's echoes.