Let us treasure our joys but not bewail our sorrows.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

Short time seems long in sorrow's sharp sustaining.

Friends make pretence of following to the grave but before one is in it, their minds are turned and making the best of their way back to life and living people and things they understand.

Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

You only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don't do too many things wrong.