Human Sadness (Classic Reprint) - Softcover

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These last I recognise they are of my kindred. While joyous, and passing on in the triumphal march of life, they had no need of me, I had no need of them. A tear has fallen Ye weep I ye are my flesh, ye are my blood my hands are stretched out towards you; they tremble, they are weak, weaker perhaps than your own; but take them, will you not?

Sad How completely this one word is the very secret of our day| Flourishes Of trumpets, cries of the chase, bursts of orchestral music gallop of race-horses shouts of laughter, racket of gaieties, there is nothing else to be heard. The clamour is at the highest, when 10 a note rises, swells, pierces, overpowers; ever more and more heart-rending; an agonizing note, the cry of the distressed soul lamenting in the midst of pleasures.

And yet it is not the most unhappy that are the most sad. There is something worse than the pangs of misfortune, there is the passive state of a subjugated heart.

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