"Let us weep in our darkness—but weep not for him! Not for him—who, departing, leaves millions in tears! Not for him—who has died full of honor and years! Not for him—who ascended Fame's ladder so high. From the round at the top he has stepped to the sky."

"Forever honour'd, and forever mourn'd."

"When I am dead, no pageant train Shall waste their sorrows at my bier, Nor worthless pomp of homage vain Stain it with hypocritic tear."

"It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting."

"Each lonely scene shall thee restore; For thee the tear be duly shed; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead."

"O! sing unto my roundelay, O! drop thy briny tear with me. Dance no more at holiday, Like a running river be; My love is dead, Gone to his death bed All under the willow tree."

"He mourns the dead who lives as they desire."

"Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows."

"Meagre were his looks, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones."

"Misery makes sport to mock itself."

"Grim and comfortless despair."

"And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances and the public show."

"What is the light that can dispel this ignorance of ours and remove all sorrows? A. The knowledge of the Four Noble Truths, as the Buddha called them... How can we escape the sufferings which result from unsatisfied desires and ignorant cravings? A. By complete conquest over, and destruction of, this eager thirst for life and its pleasures, which causes sorrow..."

"But O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave."

"Ah, happiness courts the light, so we deem the world is gay, but misery hides aloof, so we deem that misery there is none."

"Buddhism’s famed Four Truths are called noble because they liberate us from suffering."

"How often, for example, a young man desires affection from someone who cannot give it to him, who has it not to give! From such a desire as that comes often a great deal of sadness, jealousy and much other ill-feeling. You will say that such a desire is natural; undoubtedly it is, and affection which is returned is a great source of happiness. Yet if it cannot be returned, a man should have the strength to accept the situation, and not allow sorrow to be caused by the unsatisfied desire."

"The First Truth is an assertion that all manifested life is sorrow, unless man knows how to live it... the Cause of Sorrow is always desire. If a man has no desires, if he is not striving for place or power or wealth, then he is equally tranquil whether the wealth or position comes or whether it goes. He remains unruffled and serene.... Being human, he will of course wish for this or that, but always mildly and gently, so that he does not allow himself to be disturbed... the Noble Eightfold Path... can be taken at all levels. The man in the world, even the uneducated man, can take it in its lowest aspects and find a way to peace and comfort through it. And yet the highest philosopher may also take it and interpret it at his level and learn very much from it."

"There are a good many real miseries in life that we cannot help smiling at, but they are the smiles that make wrinkles and not dimples."

"Grim-visaged, comfortless despair."

"There is no correlation between material and spiritual misery. Only to the lowest and dullest levels of society can one preach the formula for all human happiness and wholeness as the well-named "animal ideal," a well-being that is little better than bovine. Hegel rightly wrote that the epochs of material well-being are blank pages in the history book, and Toynbee has shown that the challenge to mankind of environmentally and spiritually harsh and problematic conditions is often the incentive that awakens the creative energies of civilization."

"The worst of misery Is when a nature framed for noblest things Condemns itself in youth to petty joys, And, sore athirst for air, breathes scanty life Gasping from out the shallows."

"'Tis merry in hall Where beards wag all."

"A merry heart doeth good like a medicine."

"Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee, In unreprov'd pleasures free."

"Ride si sapis."

"And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke."

"A very merry, dancing, drinking, Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time."

"Plus on est de fous, plus on rit."

"An ounce of mirth is worth a pound of sorrow."

"The glad circle round them yield their souls To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall."

"And let's be red with mirth."

"Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a: A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a."

"When every room Hath blaz'd with lights and brayed with minstrelsy."

"Merrily, merrily, shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough."

"And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life."

"I am not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am by seeming otherwise."

"Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best becomes you; for out of question, you were born in a merry hour. No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there was a star danced, and under that I was born."

"You have a merry heart. Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on the windy side of care."

"As merry as the day is long."

"With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans."

"Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure The table round."

"Mirth cannot move a soul in agony."

"But a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal."

"And, if you can be merry then, I'll say A man may weep upon his wedding day."

"As 'tis ever common That men are merriest when they are from home."

"Hostess, clap to the doors; watch to-night, pray to-morrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be merry? Shall we have a play extempore?"

"What should a man do but be merry?"