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The Russian people cry out to God only in great grief.

A variety of patients made me realize that it is possible to find health in illness, happiness in grief, and strength in stress.

We never take on cases in which innocent people may suffer. And woe to anyone who deceives us into signing us up for this.

Even if you rush after him, you won’t catch up.

But they are united in one thing. When all is said and done, the power to make everyone's wishes come true is nothing short of a flow

Both the great and the small of this world know grief.

Sometimes desires are nothing more than a mirage. We are desperate to get what promises us only grief.

People, when they suffer, are usually submissive; but if once they managed to throw off their burden, then the lamb turns into a tiger: the oppressed becomes the oppressor and pays a hundredfold - and then woe to the vanquished!..

Probably, God gives grief in order to later learn to live in joy.

There is no such grief that would not give way to life. And this is great happiness... Otherwise, how would we all live?

All are empty nets.

- Wait a minute... Ho-o-re!... - Fedotich groans, getting out of the booth. - You have grief, and I have twice as much. You see, the fat has gone out.

Is there really no person in this world, not a friend, but just a person who can help another in his grief?

If the happiness of his love for Pravati was great, then no less, no, there was now more grief, rage, a sense of loss and resentment. This happens when a person concentrates all his ability to love on one single object; with the loss of this object, everything collapses for him, and he remains a beggar among the ruins.