Sorrow is never more sorrowful than when it jests at its own misery.


Intuitions and Summaries of Thought (ed. 1862)


Sorrow is never more sorrowful than when it jests at its own misery.

Sorrow is never more sorrowful than when it jests at its own misery.

Sorrow is never more sorrowful than when it jests at its own misery.

Sorrow is never more sorrowful than when it jests at its own misery.