Consolation is defined as the knowledge that a better man is more unfortunate than yourself.
Consolation is not judged so harshly by the consoled as one might fear. One day it's your turn, and all the stumbling words of consolation you ever said are said to you ' and they don't seem stumbling at all.
Consolation is a tricky business. To say "Don’t be sad, things could always be worse," is no different from saying "Don’t be happy, things could always be better".
Consolation is only productive of an increase of our pain when it is indiscreetly pressed upon us when we are suffering undue affliction. It renders our grief more poignant.
Consolation is tricky. Being asked “Why are you depressed when life is beautiful!” is like saying “Why do you have asthma when there is so much air.