Sad will be the day for any man when he becomes contented with the thoughts he is thinking and the deeds he is doing - where there is not forever beating at the doors of his soul some great desire to do something larger which he knows he was meant and made to do.

The reason for the sadness of this modern age and the men who live in it is that it looks for the truth in everything and finds it.

You get used to sadness, growing up in the mountains, I guess.

Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.

What else does anxiety about the future bring you but sorrow upon sorrow?