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| S. Austin Allibone, comp. Prose Quotations from Socrates to Macaulay. 1880. |
| Grief |
| In the loss of an object we do not proportion our grief to its real value, but to the value our fancies set upon it. Joseph Addison. | 1 |
| The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him; he indulges it, he loves it: but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time. That grief should be willingly endured, though far from a simply pleasing sensation, is not so difficult to be understood. It is the nature of grief to keep its object perpetually in its eye; to present it in its most pleasurable views; to repeat all the circumstances that attend it, even to the last minuteness; to go back to every particular enjoyment, to dwell upon each, and to find a thousand new perfections in all, that were not sufficiently understood before; in grief, the pleasure is still uppermost; and the affliction we suffer has no resemblance to absolute pain, which is always odious, and which we endeavour to shake off as soon as possible. Edmund Burke: On the Sublime and Beautiful. | 2 |
| The business of life summons us away from useless grief, and calls us to the exercise of those virtues of which we are lamenting our deprivation. The greatest benefit which one friend can confer upon another is to guard, and excite, and elevate his virtues. Dr. Samuel Johnson. | 3 |
| A little bitter mingled in our cup leaves no relish of the sweet. | 4 |
| Grief, which disposes gentle natures to retirement, to inaction, and to meditation, only makes restless spirits more restless. Lord Thomas Babington Macaulay: Francis Atterbury: in Encyc. Brit., 8th edit., Dec. 1853. | 5 |
| And indeed the violence and impression of an excessive grief must of necessity astonish the soul, and wholly deprive her of her ordinary functions: as it happens to every one of us, who upon any sudden alarm of very ill news, find our selves surpriz’d, stupified, and in a manner depriv’d of all power of motion, till the soul beginning to vent itself in sighs and tears, seems a little to free and disingage itself from the sudden oppression, and to have obtained some room to work itself out at greater liberty. Michel de Montaigne: Essays, ch. ii., Cotton’s 3d ed., 1700. | 6 |
| The more tender our spirits are made by religion the more easy we are to let in grief, if the cause be grief. Jeremy Taylor. | 7 |
| Though the man can run from many hours of his sadness, yet he must return to it again, and when he sits among his neighbours he remembers the objection that lies in his bosom, and he sighs deeply. Jeremy Taylor. | 8 |
| It will appear how impertinent that grief was which served no end of life. Jeremy Taylor. | 9 |
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