Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.

Your joys and sorrows. You can never tell them. You cheapen the inside of yourself if you do tell them.

God is in the sadness and the laughter, in the bitter and the sweet.

Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy.

The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in God and woman.