Still haunted by the love, light and darkness we shared. encumbered to smile and breathing becomes an art; when you don’t fucking feel anything.

Cos every breath is unbearably painful

Never Expect Loyalty From A Person That Can’t Give You Honesty.

Is there a silent song in your heart, that is screaming to be heard?

If you see me standing on my head, I’m trying to cheer you up with my frown. I need my honesty, you my pleasantry.

Sorrow is the violent smashing of reason, in that reason has no power over it.

They safely cured the world of sadness, wiser the Pfizer for it?

And a rock feels no pain;And an island never cries.

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

Sometimes you weren’t supposed to share pain. Sometimes it was best just to deal with it alone.

And sometimes you realize the value of the rain by knowing how unreliable and vanishing the rainbow is.

Being open is happiness and being closed is sadness. So free your mind from the prison of binding ideas and thoughts.

Although we may encounter dark seasons, when we’re filled with joy we’ll have confident expectations that the sun will soon return and dark clouds will pass.

I am the shade. Through the dolent city, i flee. Through the eternal woe, i take flight..

Life is as sad as a glass of grenadine.’ … It’s almost that. It is sad. But, at the same time, how a glass of grenadine sparkles!

It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty. It hurts us.

WATCH out for your surroundings, UPGRADE your mindset and keep FOCUS.

Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery...

And empty words are evil.

One of the greatest tragedies in life is to lose your own sense of self and accept the version of you that is expected by everyone else.

At the heart of memory, is the stillness of time.

reality sucks, that’s probably why we dream. Why our bodies need sleep. So we can escape. Escape this earth, at least just for a little while. Everynight, we get to go away. Sleep is the...

Never love that which you cannot keep.

Everything we come across becomes a part of us. It doesn’t matter how small or insignificant it is…or how devastating. One story here, one story there, that’s what I see when I look back at...

My tears simply broke through the fragile wallthat had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.

The largest part of what we call ‘personality’ is determined by how we’ve opted to defend ourselves against anxiety and sadness”.

Most of the pain we feel is nothing more than a story that needs telling.

You know what sucks about sorry? It’s the worst word in the world. Because it always happens after you fuck up something good.

Is this what sadness is all about? Is it what comes over us when beautiful memories shatter in hindsight because the remembered happiness fed not just on actual circumstances but on a promise that was...

Tears of missing you raced down my cheeks; please don’t go, your arms are my tears of joy

Thus with continued concentration and the expenditure of enormous amounts of energy he tried to keep himself from slipping into the vast distances of his unhappiness. It was all around him. It was a darkness...

By the time they were pulling into the parking lot of the A&P, the mood was fading, the moment gone. Amy could feel it go. Perhaps it was nothing more than the two doughnuts expanding...

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone;For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.

Shhh…” he repeated. He kissed the top of her head and then stood. With surprising strength, the elderly man lifted her as if she weighed nothing, bringing her to the car. He opened the car...

The atmosphere is one of great sadness,

Where love is the light, love is the way. Happiness is there; sadness flies away.

Ricky just listens. He isn’t shocked. He isn’t surprised. He listens to me because he knows. He knows the shame and the guilt and the sorrow and the rage. And he does not judge me....

He knows what he’ll find if he digs deeper. there’s no rush to unpack my insides. he understands there is nothing special about emptiness, nothing interesting about depression.

I cry at weddings, but not funerals. One’s a sad event, and the other a joyous one.

Weeping willows remind me of summer. And sadness. I wonder if tissues are made out of their trunks.

Você nasceu em dia-de-sexta com os pés no sábado: quando está alegre por dentro é que está triste por fora…

Dreaming of getting you I loosed everything Cheerfulness of smile And all the dreams of life

She laughed so easily when she was happy. But also when she was sad.

Despair was strength. Despair was the scab and the scar. The walled city in a time of plague. A closed fortification. A sure thing, because it was always safer, less painful to stop trying than...

You are alone”Rose colored memories drown,taking their last breath.

Life is not a PG feel-good movie. Real life often ends badly. Literature tries to document this reality, while showing us it is still possible for us to endure nobly.

There should be painless progression, attended by life and peace….Mortals will some day assert their freedom in the name of Almighty God….Dropping their present beliefs, they will recognize harmony and as the spiritual reality and...

You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead graveJust stay with the pale moonwhen darkness wants the night to be brave

Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, she had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which sometimes played old Pashto songs were played, time stretched and contracted depending...

If you have a dog, you will most likely outlive it; to get a dog is to open yourself to profound joy and, prospectively, to equally profound sadness.