My whole world had fallen apart and I was the last to know.

If you ask people what they’ve always wanted to do, most people haven’t done it. That breaks my heart.

Nobody’s happy. What’s happy? Happiness is over when the lights come on

I see you.” I spend some time with it, get up, and say goodbye.I don’t push it away, I own it. And because I own it, I let it go.

Il ne savait pas encore s’il souffrait parce qu’il suivait une pente et que l’avenir venait à lui sans qu’il eût à s’en saisir. Quand on s’abandonne on ne souffre pas. Quand on s’abandonne même...

My WishI wish my hearing would ceaseSo I could no longer hear your words.I wish my eyes would ceaseSo I could no longer see your gestures.I wish my mind would ceaseSo I could no longer...

Simon,” said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. “I guess this is...

Las caras bonitas vienen con todo el sufrimiento que no quieres.

If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer’s day. Nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of...

It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned,...

Marafiki zako wa mwanzo ni wazuri kuliko wote.

Outside, across the putrid moat and under the dark mute trees, I would often lie and dream for hours about what I read in the books; and would longingly picture myself amidst gay crowds in...

As a sea is full of drops of liquid, I was but one in the ocean of WarMany are swept ruthlessly into the battering, bashing waves, and only few survive to swim to shore

Enslavement of the heart is worse than enslavement of the body

Waiting for a book to be published is like having a baby. It would be nine months before we heard the patter of tiny pages trotting through the letter box, and the bookcase shuffled it’s...

Beauty and love pass, I know… Oh, there’s sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses-

I realize all the uncountable manifestations the thinking-mind invents to place wall of horror before its pure perfect realization that there is no wall and no horror just Transcendental Empty Kissable Milk Light of Everlasting...

The man walked past me and stopped, observing the blood running down my neck.”Your injury. Let us tend to it.” He looked out through the open doorway and silently gestured to someone out there. “Our...

Maybe we all have darkness inside of us and some of us are better at dealing with it than others.

Because I want to know if I’m allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.

An empty room holds nothing but memories. At least it would, if I didn’t just finish packing up the last of the sadness.

He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone’s arms. Maybe she can’t cry alone, and that’s why she needs me.

no matter how big his smile or how loud his laugh, you could hear the hurt underneath.

. . . owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don’t live as long as people do.

That was the crux. You. Only you could work on you. Nobody could force you, and if you weren’t ready, then you weren’t ready, and no amount of open-armed encouragement was going to change that.

When your sad–like really sad–you only want to be with other people who are sad.

I’d felt this before, when my granddad was in the hospital before he died. We all camped out in the waiting room, eating our meals together, most of us sleeping in the chairs every night....

Nightmare completed, another humiliating defeat. 10 goals in 2 game. It will take time to come out from such humiliating defeat for Brazilian fans. But I think when you like something, when you fall to...

Harsh, bitter laughs exploded from her like shrapnel, and she didn’t care who was cut in the process.

Forget him. Forget him.

Amina would not know herself until years later, when she understood what it was to long for someone, to ache for their smell and taste on you, to imagine the weight of their hips pinning...

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the...

Wanting to cry doesn’t mean you can.

The New Your energy goes beyond anything you’ll find anywhere else. It’s too much for some people and it grinds them down, but it lifts up and animates the rest of us.

Oh, Lady,” said the woodcutter, “my hurt is overwhelming because it is someone else’s pain that makes me cry.

No one can sad listening to Frankie Valli.

To all the person whom I made laugh,I wonder who will be the one to put a smile on my face-a clown’s message

Acknowledge that some moments are just plain awful―desperate and gloomy and painful and miserable and nothing at all but anguish. No truthful, cheerful thought in the world will fix it. So let me cry awhile....

All mental unhappiness is the avoidance of legitimate suffering.

When blackened night falls, darkness exists if one chooses to rely on sight as thy only guide.

Some people appear to be happy, but they simply don’t give the matter much thought. Others make plans: I’m going to have a husband, a home, two children, a house in the country. As long...

He was visited by grief,” because that’s really what it is. Grief is its own thing. It’s not like it’s in me and I’m going to deal with it. It’s a thing, and you have...

Happiness grows best in the soil of contentment.

But now the joy is gone and the sadness is back, the sadness feels like something deserved, the price of some not-quite-forgotten betrayal.

What God knows about me is more important than what others think about me.

In the world of the Machiguenga, sadness could be equated with anger, and anger was a perilous emotion, by which a foreigner could lose his life.

If you ate nails, your stomach would hurt, and it’s a good thing that it would. Eating nails is deadly, thus the pain is helpful. Like this, sadness, anger, and anxiety are not to be...

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

He still smiles all the time, but now his smiles look like they’re made out of water, about to drip down his face.

Sometimes I feel like I’m disappearing.