So Ahab went into his house sullen and angry because of the word which Naboth the Jezreelite had spoken to him; for he had said, I will not give you the inheritance of my fathers. And he lay down on his bed, and turned away his face, and would eat no food.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem: If you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick!

For godly sorrow produces repentance leading to salvation, not to be regretted; but the sorrow of the world produces death.