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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I am so happy that I made someone cry today – don’t worry I’m a writer. It’s when they make me cry that it’s a problem.

Can we account for instinct?’ said Monte Cristo. ‘Are there not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? — why, we cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections — an idea which carries...

I missed my mother’s father. Is that even possible? Maybe I had fallen asleep for a while. Maybe I was like her, just waking up and looking for him to be there. I wondered how...

Outside it was dark, but not as dark as it was inside of me.

When you experience the emotion of sadness, there will be changes in facial expression, and your body will be closed in, withdrawn. There are also changes in your heart, your guts: they slow down. And...

How do you file a restraining order against sadness?

It always is harder to be left behind than to be the one to go…

Like blood out of a wound, a keening wail rose from the bottom of my heart and ripped through the graveyard. I lowered my face to Hadassah’s shoulder and went quietly and thoroughly to pieces.

In the deepest darkness God tenderly grasps my hand and whispers that darkness is nothing more than a place that He is preparing for the arrival of light.

I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.

You have not wept at all! I see a white cheek and a faded eye, but no trace of tears. I suppose then, your heart has been weeping blood?

I enjoy melancholic music and art. They take me to places I don’t normally get to go.

In the silence, she felt the past and the present shift and mix, but that was a mirage. There was no way to comfort the lost boy he’d been back then. But she had the...

Nature is where the reality happens.

Happy?” asked Aquilina, with dreadful look, and a smile full of pity and terror. “Ah, you do not know what it is to be condemned to a life of pleasure.

Being unhappy alone isn’t all that much fun, but what’s even tougher is playing one’s part without forgetting one’s lines, coping with other people’s compassion, their comments, being there with the right line when they...

As árvores nas margens, cobertas de neve, as raparigas de boina de lã e de mãos medidas no regalo, a música que de tão fogosa aquecia o ambiente, tudo isso pertence aos momentos bué construíram...

I was saddened to hear about a death in her family. I’d much rather hear about many deaths in her family.

Sometimes when you are sad enough , your soul becomes ghost for you.

I don’t have tears running down my cheeks. Those are egg yokes, and yes, it means I’m in love.

Last night, I realized that it is possible for love to die in an instant. It felt sickening to lie with you in the same bed and have your arms wrapped tightly around me. It...

The champagne had been donated by one of Gus’s doctors – Gus being the kind of person who inspires doctors to give their best bottles of champagne to children.

When people say they are happy for you it may mean they are sad for themselves.

I nodded, trying to imagine the very particular sadness of a vanished childhood yogurt now found only in France. It was a very special sort of sadness, individual, and in its inability to induce sympathy,...

And as I venture into anothers pit of everlasting darkness, I’ll return with a simple blackened rose. and with that rose I shall write the stories it tells.

You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No relief in hate. It’s just a waste of perfectly good happiness.

Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.

RebukeObstinate regressionbringing untold pathsof deep dark forebodingdepression…

He owned a whole world full of memories, of lovely moments relived and happy recollections. I’m not saying he was happy or that he didn’t suffer. He suffered very much, but he did not despair;...

I walk out the door with a heavy feeling in my heart as another secret falls on top of it.

You’ve left me with a kaleidoscope of broken smiles and shattered dreams.