Sara Teasdale Quotes

It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.

See? There it is again. My flame in the dark.

If someone strikes my heart, it does not break, but it bursts, and the flame coming out of it becomes a torch on my path.

True will is quiet humility, resilience, and flexibility; the other kind of will is weakness disguised by bluster and ambition.

It took strength to hold on to inner passion, and Noah had done that.

The spirit is an inward flame; a lamp the world blows upon but never puts out.

Although not a very old man, I have yet lived a great deal in my life, and I have known sorrow too bitter and joy too keen to allow me to become either cast down or elated for more than a very brief period over any success or defeat.

Have within you an imaginary candle flame that burns brightly regardless of what goes before you. Let this inner flame represent for you the idea that you're capable of manifesting miracles in your life.

I don't feel intimidated by any of the people I'm talking to or the situations I find myself in. I just try to make my nana proud.

If you can learn to endure pain, you can survive anything. Some people learn to embrace it- to love it. Some endure it through drowning it in sorrow, or by making themselves forget. Others turn it into anger.

When I think of the happiness that is in store for me, every sorrow, every pain becomes dear to me.

Courage comes and goes. Hold on for the next supply.

In bad times and in good I've never lost my sense of zest for life.

Pain is a byproduct of life. That’s the truth. Life sometimes sucks. That’s true for everyone. But if you don’t face the pain and the suck, you don’t ever get the other things either. Laughter. Joy. Love. Pain passes, but those things are worth fighting for. Worth dying for.

The sun is still there... even if clouds drift over it. Once you have experienced the reality of sunshine you may weep, but you will never feel ice about your heart again.

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would sap all the energy and all the joy from me. You would put out all the fire of my vitality.' 'Give me a chance to fan the flames of that fire,' he said, 'and to nurture your joy.

Sorrow comes in great waves...but rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us, it leaves us. And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we remain.

The great man is not convulsible or tormentable; events pass over him without much impression.

The cavity which suffering carves into our souls will one day also be the receptacle of joy.

Creators understand that their emotions are not necessarily a sign of the circumstances. They understand that in desperate circumstances they may experience joy, and in jubilant circumstances they may feel regret. They know that any emotion will change. But because emotions are not the centerpiece of their lives, they do not pander to them. They create what they create, not in reaction to their emotions but independent of them. On days filled with the depths of despair, they can create. On days filled with the heights of joy, they can create.

The thorn is a bridge spanning the muddy depths of agony and sorrow so that one may on the other side dance to the drums of the rose of joy.

But my heart is always propped up in a field on its tripod, ready for the next arrow.

If the flame inside you goes out, the souls that are next to you will die of cold.