A Quote by William Shakespeare

A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. — © William Shakespeare
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
Anger, though concealed, is betrayed by the countenance. ?That anger is not warrantable which hath seen two suns.
Sorrow is better than laughter; for, by the sadness of the countenance, the heart is made better.
However, without considering this connection, there is no doubt but that more good than evil, more delight than sorrow, arises from compassion itself; there being so many things which balance the sorrow of it.
When I hear that a personal friend has fallen into matrimonial courses, I feel the same sorrow as if I had heard of his lapsing into theism — a holy sorrow, unmixed with anger.
Suffering is not enough. Life is both dreadful and wonderful...How can I smile when I am filled with so much sorrow? It is natural--you need to smile to your sorrow because you are more than your sorrow.
Good nature is more agreeable in conversation than wit and gives a certain air to the countenance which is more amiable than beauty.
After rain comes sunshine; After darkness comes the glorious dawn. There is no sorrow without its alloy of joy; there is no joy without its admixture of sorrow. Behind the ugly terrible mask of misfortune lies the beautiful soothing countenance of prosperity. So, tear the mask!
All anger feels like righteous anger; sorrow does not care whether it is righteous or not.
The countenance is more eloquent than the tongue.
Anger itself does more harm than the condition which aroused anger.
Peace signifies more than the stilling of guns, easing the sorrow of war. More than escape from death, it is a way of life. More than a haven for the weary, it is a hope for the brave.
We live in a culture that wants to put a redemptive face on everything, so anger doesn't sit well with any of us. But I think women's anger sits less well than anything else. Women's anger is very scary to people, and to no one more than other women who think: Oh, goodness, well, if I let the lid off, where would we be?
The hand will often reveal more than the countenance.
How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
There is sorrow in the world, but goodness too; and goodness that is not greenness, either, no more than sorrow is.
Recently, one friend asked me, "How can I force myself to smile when I am filled with sorrow? It isn't natural." I told her she must be able to smile to her sorrow, because we are more than our sorrow. A human being is like a television set with millions of channels. If we turn the Buddha on, we are the Buddha. If we turn sorrow on then we are sorrow. If we turn a smile on, we really are the smile. We can not let just one channel dominate us. We have the seed of everything in us, and we have to seize the situation in our hand, to recover our own sovereignty.
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