But my Thirty Years’ War is over, and I die “with sword unbroken, and a broken heart.”
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
One’s suffering disappears when one lets oneself go, when one yields — even to sadness.
But are not this struggle and even the mistakes one may make better, and do they not develop us more, than if we kept systematically away from emotions?
Never let your emotions rule, but always let them testify.
Let’s not forget that the little emotions are the great captains of our lives and we obey them without realizing it.
The barometer of his emotional nature was set for a spell of riot.
Eventually you come to realize that most people aren’t looking for a fight but for someone to surrender to.
Sadness is almost never anything but a form of fatigue.
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.