Sadness, forever unacknowledged, eventually becomes resentment.

I Like For You To Be StillI like for you to be stillIt is as though you are absentAnd you hear me from far awayAnd my voice does not touch youIt seems as though your...

It was really hard to stay positive. And that’s normally a talent of mine.

That night she dreamed of the deer. Strangely, the animal was holding her. She cuddled close into the soft fur and touched and kissed it gently. In the morning her pillow was wet with tears.

Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was...

We can assist other souls’ hearts and make their world brighter when they are traveling through a difficult experience not by lowering ourselves to their level of sadness but by lifting them up with the...

. . . but this is not a dashing romance. This is no fable where folk come back from the dead. It’s not a rousing epic meant to stir the blood. No.We all know what...

Dimka, not you too.

And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to...

Suicide is the way OUT of life, but, leaving everyone behind is the way INTO sadness.

Don’t dwell on things. Don’t stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of sadness.

I am floating, I thought, completely without anchor, at the mercy of the wind.

Some of the most beautiful things we have in life comes from our mistakes.

What an awful thing then, being there in our house together with our daughter gone, trying to be equal to so many sudden orders of sorrow, any one of which alone would have wrenched us...

Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed...

Maria cries unashamedly on my shoulder while I whisper and pet her cheek, but Anastasia grips my other hand and stares fiercely back at our Alexander Palace with her wet blue eyes until it is...

We laugh, that we may not cry.

Tell the truth through whichever veil comes to hand – but tell it. Resign yourself to the lifelong sadness that comes from never ­being satisfied.

People first make unhappy, then say stay happy.

And at the closing of the dayShe loosed the chain, and down she lay;The broad stream bore her far away,The Lady of Shallot.

I gave up the unequal struggle against what appeared to be in my fate, indeed, I welcomed it with more affection. As one embraces a foe one can’t defeat and I felt liberated.

Next week will be very tense, full of sadness and recollections about Sept. 11 … Prudent investors may not want to commit money until after we cross that date.

Training?’Clary echoed.”But we trained yesterday.””Some of us have to train everyday,Clary.”Jace didnt sound angry,but there was a harshness to his tone,and Clary flushed.”Ill see you later,”he added without looking at her,and practically flung himself toward...

It wasn’t the aloneness that Liz minded. It was the silence. It echoed.

You meet someone who changes your world and when they leave you’re left as a stranger in the world. You don’t even know yourself. – Keaira

1I smiled bitterly, a defeated man pitifully begging a God in whom he had never trusted.

At that moment, sitting on that park bench, The Writer was overcome by an indefinable sadness not completely ascribable to the state in which The Mother was now, nor the desperation of his decades-long creative...

In search of Truth the hopeful zealot goes,But all the sadder tums, the more he knows!

A man’s sadness can only be felt and fully experienced by him alone, others can look on and think.

Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I goTo heal my heart and drown my woeRain may fall, and wind may blowAnd many miles be still to goBut under a tall tree will I lieAnd let...

Despite all the sadness, violence and misery, I still believe in universal peace, goodness, and beauty of humanity.

I want that. I want that awful intense and serious unhappiness, cos then I might feel better, and then I might be happy.

How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this world is always burning?

For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one’s feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must eat, and drink, and sleep, and wake again, – still...

No one loves me, – no one cares for me, but you, mother.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can’t conquer anything.

Moonlight filtered in through the blinds illuminating their bedroom, but the bright glow couldn’t penetrate the darkness that surrounded her heart.

He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob on his breast; and his heart, like the people who can only stand a certain amount of music, became drowsy through indifference to the vibrations...

Why shine, when there’s nothing to shine on?

Sadness is like growing of hairs around our ass; we may not like it or want it, but it is surprisingly always there.

It was more than physical attraction; it was the broken thing inside him she loved most of all, the unreachable place where he kept his sadness. Because that was the thing about Peter Jaxon that...

It was only when the salt water of my tears ran into my cuts and made them stingthat I discovered I was crying.

I felt bad for trying to live a happy, full life, while my heart was buried in a dead man’s chest.

Heads: This girlTails: That girl

I can’t eat and I can’t sleep. I’m not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

One day when I ventured into the garden to regard its bloom,My eyes beheld on a bower a withered rose.When I inquired what had caused the blight,”My lips for a moment opened in a smile...

There was nothing particularly intimate about the way they sat, but something about the scene made Gansey feel strange, like he’d heard an unpleasant statement and later forgotten everything about the words but the way...

The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled...

I’m Sorry Cards.” But they only last about 30 minutes and are very expensive, so you’ll have to play fast. Cute Game? Hey, don’t steal my idea!!!

There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge.