"Weep for the lost opportunities for the future squandered and for the voices silenced in the face of injustice and inequity."
"We went forth weeping and casting our lamentations like seeds."
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together."
"I don't deserve this... to die like this. I was building a house."
"Alas, alas, that great City in which all who had ships on the sea became rich by her wealth! For in one hour she is made desolate."
"It's just sad bro, we done lost almost two generations to drill music."
"I hate what rap became, but it started out as so much fun."
"I'm gonna go to bed, try and get up early tomorrow, flying home tomorrow, which is a shame, real shame, crying shame."
"Blessed are those who mourn, so Lord, what do you want me to lament?"
"Go throughout the city of Jerusalem and put a mark on the foreheads of those who grieve and lament over all the detestable things that are done in it."
"A heavy price, Smith. A terrible price. My best men, all of them," he lamented, reflecting on the losses.
"I feel like we're losing a lot of the beautiful brands... and it makes me sad."
"Make thee mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation."
"Alas, my daughter, thou hast brought me very low."
"Woe is me for my hurt my wound is grievous."
"Why should not my face be sad when the city... lies waste?"
"Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?"
"Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, might stop a hole to keep the wind away. O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, should patch a wall to expel the winter’s flaw!"
"How could this happen? We were such a happy family!"
"Woe is me, for I am undone because I'm a man of unclean lips."
"All deaths in all wars are just cause for lamentation. The only credible alternative to the huge sacrifice made by the Allies was that forces of tyranny prevailed."
"Woe for the homes of the North and woe for the seats of the South, all who felt life spring in prime and were swept by the wind of their place in time."
"Jesus weeps over cities without a house of prayer."
"Lamenting the future shouldn't crowd out celebration."
"Woe is me, woe is me, woe is me who will deliver me in those days?"
"Where can one find more penitent, more sorrowful words in which to express grief than in the Psalms of Lamentations?"
"I just wish there had been another way."
"Lord, if you would only have been here, my brother would not have died."
"He cried out with a loud voice saying Eli Eli lama sabachthani which is translated my God my God why have you forsaken me."
"Let my eyes flow with tears night and day."
"I'm crying because we never found the Horn of Winter. We opened half a hundred graves and let all those shades loose in the world, and never found the Horn to bring this wall down."
"For the Glorious trees are ruined, wail Oaks of Bashan for the thick forest has been felled."
"This coffee was so good I'm sad it's over."
"Woe is me, woe is me, who will deliver me in those days?"
"I forever lament mankind's inability to let natural beauty speak for itself."
"O that my head were waters and my eyes a fountain of tears."
"Damn them, damn them, damn them, dear God, the blind waste, the terrible uselessness of it all."
"Cry unto the Lord, 'Alas for the day! For the day of the Lord is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almighty shall it come.'"
"It's a very short book of dirges that laments the loss of Jerusalem as the death of a beloved person."
"Something transcendent happens when we can cultivate the marriage of celebration and lament in our lives and in our souls."
"By the Rivers of Babylon, in exile, the people of Moses and David lamented their holy city."
"Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills its prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often I would have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!"
"My days pass away like smoke; my bones burn like a furnace."
"We cried one evening by the river's sweet waters, and the waters turned to salt."
"The end of our meeting here this day is to bemoan the withdrawing of God from among us."
"The songs of the temple shall become wailings in that day," declares the Lord God.
"Mehmed was reportedly moved to tears by the devastation, lamenting 'What a city we have given over to plunder and destruction'."
"It's so sad all that he did and all that he gave and the more that he could give."
"Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered."
"A lament is when you are crying out and you're giving your concerns over to God."
"Those who receive the pure mark of truth... are those that sigh and cry for all the abominations that are done in the church."
"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you that kill the prophets, and stone them which are sent unto you, how often would I have gathered your children together, even as a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, and you would not!"
"For these I weep streams of tears flow from my eyes because of the destruction of my people."
"My son, let tears fall down over the dead, and begin to lament, as if thou hadst suffered great harm thyself."