Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.

I’m sad at you.

Who knew there were still people like that in this world, though? Everybody wants to talk about themselves, and everybody wants to hear everybody else’s story, so we take turns playing reporter and celebrity. ‘It...

My heart’s with you, Bill, no matter how it turns out. My heart is with all of them, and I think that, even if we forget each other, we’ll remember in our dreams.

God is such a cruel godfor making you so wonderful,and for making me so weak.

I am sad, like the hot dust on the streetsAnd the music of fresh fallen leavesCaught in a sliding summer breeze.

I’d still thought that everything I thought about that night-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn’t happened. Instead, the things that I remembered, these little details, seemed to grow stronger, to the...

It’s a cruel fact of war that it takes little more than applying pressure to one finger to end another person’s life. More than that, it’s a cruel fact of life that we are hardwired...

The pattern’s laid out on the bedWith dozens of colors of threadBut you’ve got the needleI guess that’s the point in the end

At least the tears on my desk wipe away the dust that’s covered this place

All novelists are.

Ever been so happy for someone and so aware of how lonely their happiness makes you feel at the same time?

Is the love you have for me, and the feelings I have for you forever parallel, with no chance of intersecting?

You’re a star, Wistala — I saw you twinkling beneath dear Irelia last night. You, Auron, and Jizara all in a row. I’ll be up there soon. Wait.

I’m alone, stumbling through the city in the dark, trying not to let the night freeze my blood.

My country is a very sad joke that I can’t laugh about.

Self-hatred is self-imprisonment. Self-forgiveness is self-liberation. You have the right to suppress yourself, oppress yourself and depress yourself. You have the right to impress yourself too. Feel happy!

Her past is colliding with my present, future. Some of us wants to sleep under the blanket of lies rather than getting naked with truth.

Understanding life is like trying to put together a puzzle with pieces that don’t fit.

That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn’t need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

He felt as if his heart had dried up. I needed her he thought. I needed someone like her to fill the void inside me. But I wasn’t able to fill the void inside her....

May be its mine bad-luck Or yours not to get me But I still have hope Of being yours

The child tells me her grandmothershowed her how to cure sadness by sucking the juice of an orange, while standing on a beach.Toss the peels onto a wave.Watch the sadness float away.

Later: Woke up at 3:00 am and crept into Davids room. I talked to David about the ghost who came to live in his body, the sad soul who was taken back into the earth.David’s...

They don’t know I only speak in runaway train stationsand everybody is always a few minutes too late to the platform.No one has ever gotten the chance to get too closebecause it is never romantic...

Do not trap yourself into an owl’s hooting soundwhere sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound

And so you know what I did with those sad things? I put them in boxes. I put the sad things in the boxes in my head, and I closed them up and I put...

Success and failure can both make you lose appetite and concentration, don’t let it bother or over-excite you, just think them away as a mere thing that had just happened, and get along with your...

Silence is a girls loudest cry

There was no other way to say it. After being heartbroken for so long, I had made myself completely numb inside. Maybe not from physical pain, but anything emotional, yes. Sexual pleasure? Numb to that,...

I threw his framed picture off my balcony just to hear my heart break.

He’d known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.

You think you’re lost but you’re not lost on your own. You’re not alone. I will stand by you, I will help you through when you’ve done all you can do.If you can’t cope, I...

Esti singur in vartejul suferintei tale si daca vrei sa iesi trebuie sa tragi aer in piept si sa te scufunzi pana se sfarseste. Mai degraba iubeste-o pana cand iubirea ti se face apa si...

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

It’s easy to look at people and make quick judgements about them, their present and their pasts, but you’d be amazed at the pain and tears a single smile hides. what a person shows to...

My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.

I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of...

hide your feelings, hide you thoughts, hide your self from the world but dont hide you from you cause only you know where you stand & the world’s knows nothing

Sometimes when things are particularly bad, my brain will give me a happy dream. […] When I fully awaken, I’m momentarily comforted. I try to hold on to the peaceful feeling of the dream, but...

Why are you drinking? demanded the little prince.”So that I may forget,” replied the tippler.”Forget what?” inquired the little prince, who was already sorry for him.”Forget that I am ashamed,” the tippler confessed, hanging his...

Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don’t see things the way we do.

I don’t have to kill myself, living my life is just the same.

Turn off the light,” she says as she walks away, creating a small woosh that smells sweet and chemical. It makes me sad because it’s the smell she makes when she’s leaving.

I miss everything about youCan’t believe that I still want youAnd after all the things we’ve been through

I just wish you could see my demons for what they are, and lay here beside me on the floor. No words. Just your presence.

I felt angry, frustrated.I felt I didn’t belong, not in my,church, not in my home, not in my skin.

it is horrible being all alone.