Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.

Genius is sorrow's child.

Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.

As all our senses are the inlets of sin, so they are become the inlets of sorrow (99).

In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican.

I am the eldest child; it's lonely at the top.