“for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)”

Kings Grief Sorrow

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William Shakespeare

Playwright, Poet

“No deeper wrinkles yet? Hath sorrow struck So many blows upon this face of mine And made no deeper wounds?”

Blow Sorrow Wrinkles

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William Shakespeare

Playwright, Poet

“My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!”

Sorrow Charity

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William Shakespeare

Playwright, Poet

“Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.”

Comfort Sorrow

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William Shakespeare

Playwright, Poet

“Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, Hath raised me from my bed; nor doth the general care Take hold on me; for my particular grief Is of so floodgate and o'erbearing nature That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, And it is still itself.”

Grief Bed Sorrow

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