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...

Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.

I wanted desperately to be part of our pack; I felt a hole inside myself where my pack should have been.

Considérez dans son martyre spirituel cet être qui gît les yeux clos, disloqué comme la victime d’un accident brutal qui ne nécessite plus ni attention ni secours. Dénombrez les coups de couteau de la hideuse...

Let it be a small gain or big gain never do lesser than one’s ability, let it be a pain or a pleasure never accept more than one’s share.

Screaming at children over their grades, especially to the point of the child’s tears, is child abuse, pure and simple. It’s not funny and it’s not good parenting. It is a crushing, scarring, disastrous experience...

I am very familiar with the sound of loss.

What a sad thing I thought– to live in a world so concerned with the lives of others,we forget to live our own.

Griff held his breath, waiting for it, knowing the axe would fall and he‘d start dying as soon as he walked out the fucking door, and Dante would just grin and joke and try to...

Her face expressed suffering so deep that I will never forget it; her eyes radiated a deep sadness…Mrs. Folmer was oppressed by that special sadness, perhaps the most horrible torture, of those who had no...

I rode all day.I cried all night.The moon didn’t glow.The sun didn’t rise.A comet blazedBetween my eyes.West and South,Wind and rain.Every way isJust the same.Pray give me a boxTo hide inside.Pray give me a spadeTo...

Ma è commovente, Severus» osservò Silente, serio.«Ti sei affezionato al ragazzo, dopotutto?»«A lui?» Urlò Piton «Expecto Patronum!»Dalla punta della sua bacchetta affiorò la cerva d’argento: atterrò sul pavimento dell’ufficio, fece un balzo e si tuffò...

Thomas had never seen anything like her in his life, and he knew, with a beautiful sort of sadness, that he never would again.

Well here we are, just the four of us that started out together,’ said Merry. ‘We have left all the rest behind, one after another. It seems almost like a dream that has slowly faded.”Not...

The girl I used to love is no longer a girl, and this saddens me more than our separation. It puts my own mortality vividly on display, in contrast to my eternally youthful memories.

What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: ‘This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have...

What is the point of roaming the world when it’s the same misery everywhere?

I promised I’d save him, take him home! I promised him!” . . . Thomas hugged Chuck to his chest, squeezed him as tightly as possible, as if that could somehow bring him back, or...

Pain is pain…Just because one person’s problem is less traumatic than another’s doesn’t mean they’re required to hurt less.

The act was an exorcism of relief for Florentino Ariza, for when he put the violin back into its case and walked down the dead streets without looking back, he no longer felt that he...

Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her whole body trembling, she continued to cry without a sound.

Sometimes I feel like all the crap in the world is building up inside me, like all the bad is just filling me like a balloon. I push it all back, live my happy life.But...

After school the very next day, El Rey’s mobile home was gone. I laid in bed and wondered what happens to people when they go, if they become like shadows, if they fade away when...

You can’t truly heal from a loss until you allow yourself to really FEEL the loss.

…to make art is to realize another’s sadness within, realize the hidden sadness in other people’s lives, to feel sad with and for a stranger.

Maybe his nightmare had been about me.

She got on a plane to see a client in California and somewhere over Colorado, the pilot somehow missed the sky.

Don’t stop yourself from greatness before you’ve begun from fear or from self-doubt. You were put here on this planet to do great things, to pioneer change by way of your own personal uniqueness, and...

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.

Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn’t feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why,...

He didn’t understand how sadness came so easily to people. For him it was like a pile of rocks that had to be moved one at a time. Just thinking about it made him tired.

I’m not sure if you even want me around or if you just feel sorry for me. I’m not sure of anything.

And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be...

He used to say that he never felt the hardness of the human struggle or the sadness of history as he felt it among those ruins. He used to say, too, that it made one...

You know what ‘Dolores’ means? It’s Latin, means sadness. Our Lady of Sorrow. Why are you so sad?

Not easy to state the change you made.If I’m alive now, I was dead,Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.

Nemoj budit odsanjane snove, nek miruje ono čega ne bi. Odveć rano zamoren životom,samo čemer osjećam u sebi.

Sevdah je ljubav, sevdah je bol, sevdah je kahr, a u većini slučajeva neispunjena čežnja.

Quit hating and trying to be like the next man. Get on your own grind & be better than the next man, whether you gotta hustle, work a job or whatever just do you.

Dear, sweet, beautiful girl,

Only strong people can find happiness from the sadness surrounding them.

I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not accommodate myself to it.And now...

But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.

Sometimes I can feel my darkness, like a fragment of nerves inside of me somewhere, sparking my hate. I picture it moving throughout my body, the other cells letting it pass by, yielding to its...

That sun, that light had faded, and she had faded with them. Now she was as grey as the season itself.