Any beast can cry over the misfortunes of its own child. It takes a mensch to weep for others' children.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Call not that man wretched, who whatever ills he suffers, has a child to love.
Such is the life of a man. Moments of joy, obliterated by unforgettable sadness. There's no need to tell the children that.
What is man without the beasts? For if all the beast were gone, man would die of a great loneliness of the spirit.
Appalling things can happen to children. And even a happy childhood is filled with sadnesses.
He who fears to weep, should learn to be kind to those who weep.
When a child can be brought to tears, and not from fear of punishment, but from repentance he needs no chastisement. When the tears begin to flow from the grief of their conduct you can be sure there is an angel nestling in their heart.
There's nothing more haunting than the cry of a child that cannot be returned with food - the most fundamental expectation of every human being.
But whoever gives birth to useless children, what would you say of him except that he has bred sorrows for himself, and furnishes laughter for his enemies.
He that loves not his wife and children feeds a lioness at home, and broods a nest of sorrows.
Whoever happens to give birth to mischievous children lives always with unending grief in his spirit and heart.