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

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

I feel nothing but grief, sorrow and sadness for Sid (VIcious). l've lost my friend, I couldn't have changed it, I was young. God I wish I was smarter... He's dead for fuck's sake.

That's the worst of sorrow . . . it's always a vicious circle. It makes one tense and hard and disagreeable, and this means that one repels and antagonises people, and then they dislike and avoid one--and that means more isolation and still more sorrow.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow