“Other things of this life are the less to be sorrowed for, the more they are sorrowed for; and the more to be sorrowed for, the less men sorrow for them.”

I once watched a man weep so loudly over a lost coin that he forgot the poverty which made its loss fatal to his family. We often invert our grief, pouring out tears on trifles while ignoring the wounds that silence us. The more we lament the shadow, the less we feel the weight of the body it covers.