Life is the tragedy,’ she said bitterly. ‘You know how they categorize Shakespeare’s plays, right? If it ends with a wedding, it’s a comedy. And if it ends with a funeral, it’s a tragedy. So we’re all living tragedies, because we all end the same way, and it isn’t with a goddamn wedding.

It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.

I am a playwright who does not write comedies, or tragedies.

If we were entirely sane, if madness did not have a serious grip on one side of us, other people’s tragedies would hold a great deal less interest for us.

The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.

You know what I like about Time. Times heals everything. As Time passes you don’t feel the hurt as much as you use to. The pain has become so light you forget it was even there.See Time heals everything. Give yourself Time and you will see Happier Days.

Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up without parents, some abandoned because of their ethnicity, others because of tragedy. And her arms reached out wide.

If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle.

Unfortunately, as anyone who has lived through a tragedy knows, life does, rather infuriatingly, go on.

Her first reaction was one of hope, because his eyes were open and shining with a radiant light she had never seen there before. She prayed to God to give him at least a moment so that he would not go without knowing how much she had love him despite all their doubts, and she...

People can act so nice, bringing you food and all, but in the end they are nothing but buzzards. Waiting to pick your bones.

I think frankly the horrors of what has been seen and the tragedy has impelled them to understand that there is a choice between a future like what we’ve seen in the last 10 days and one where they can learn to live together,

There is no man so blessed that some who stand by his deathbed won’t hail the occasion with delight.

How beautiful the tragic seems when it is beneath a mask, but when it appears so nakedly before me and… when I am so forcibly implicated… I don’t know whether I care for it so much. Somehow or other it is as though I were torturing myself.(“Thirty-Three Abominations”)

For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine.

After that [father’s death] I never cried with any real conviction, nor expected much of anyone’s God except indifference, nor loved deeply without fear that it would cost me dearly in pain. At the age of five I had become a skeptic and began to sense that any happiness that came my way might be...

A car’s not the right place for showing off to a girl—the bed’s the place for that. The consequences of a mistake there are more upsetting, but less tragic.

Zu früh, befürcht ich; denn mein Herz erbangtUnd ahnet ein Verhängnis, welches, nochVerborgen in den Sternen, heute NachtBei dieser Lustbarkeit den furchtbarn ZeitlaufBeginnen und das Ziel des läst’gen Lebens,Das meine Brust verschließt, mir kürzen wirdDurch irgendeinen Frevel frühen Todes.Doch er, der mir zur Fahrt das Steuer lenkt,Richt’ auch mein Segel!I fear, too early. For my...

She gave me for my pains a world of sighs.

Let me here remind you that the essence of dramatic tragedy is not unhappiness. It resides in the solemnity of the remorseless working of things. This inevitableness of destiny can only be illustrated in terms of human life by incidents which in fact involve unhappiness. For it is by them that the futility of escape...

We’re here to proclaim a victory. We’re here, not to wallow in tragedy, but to celebrate a triumph of the human spirit.

All terrible things are more terrible if they give us no chance of retrieving a blunder—either no chance at all, or only one that depends on our enemies and not ourselves. Those things are also worse which we cannot, or cannot easily, help. Speaking generally, anything causes us to feel fear that when it happens...

At the beginning of the war…I had to look in on the War Office, and in a room I found a fellow…What do you think he was doing…what the hell do you think he was doing? He was devising the ceremonial for the disbanding of a Kitchener battalion. You can’t say we were not prepared...

Sin and grace, absence and presence, tragedy and comedy, they divide the world between them and where they meet head on, the Gospel happens.

If you are involved with the intensity of crescendo situations, with the intensity of tragedy, you might begin to see the humor of these situations as well. As in music, when we hear the crescendo building, suddenly if the music stops, we begin to hear the silence as part of the music.

I have hunger.

Because I traded it all, my heart, my memories, everything. For her.

Satire is tragedy plus time. You give it enough time, the public, the reviewers will allow you to satirize it. Which is rather ridiculous, when you think about it.

She thought men were saviors……And she looked for more in them than what they were…Only to rescue herself from those she wished would rescue her…And isn’t that the most tragic lie…The lie where we tell what we wished were true and believe it…?She had an artificial memory, a prosthesis to a past that never was…She...

Any city that only tries to preserve itself is already dead. The great tragedy would be to embalm New Orleans by simply rebuilding it the way it was.

Perhaps they’re hoping that Californians are so distracted by the unfolding tragedy in New Orleans that they won’t notice their out-of-control politicians in Sacramento. Gov. Schwarzenegger has the power to terminate this radical plan to create counterfeit marriage. He can either side with the 61 percent of Californians who voted to protect marriage in a...

The quotation falsely attributed to Stalin, ‘One death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic,’ gets the numbers wrong but captures a real fact about human psychology. (p. 220)

We’re all suicides. The tragedy is every day that we don’t die.

OEDIPUS:O, O, O, they will all come,all come out clearly! Light of the sun, let melook upon you no more after today!I who first saw the light bred of a matchaccursed, and accursed in my livingwith them I lived with, cursed in my killing.

Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; nor are those empty-hearted whose low sounds reverb no hollowness.

The search for Jesus is about reconciling loss and tragedy to God and us.

The only thing you’ve got in this world is what you can sell.

Tragedy is the driver of innovation, forcing man to move on and overcome the bonds which hold us back through the ever-present fear.

Tragedy has a cruel way of ripping off the masks of self-sufficiency and self-satisfaction. It yells in the streets, “No! Everything is not A-okay!” It cracks apart our airtight theologies about God having everything under control. It forces us to get real and really struggle with the big questions of life. It cautions us that...

I watched 60 Minutes…and they showed this woman, she’s in every kind of..thing like that. ‘This woman’, they say, ‘she lost her first four children–died from malnutrition–and, now, she’s afraid that her new six-month-old newborn twins will suffer the same fate’. … Who’s going to step in and say…’kick her in the cunt ’til it...

The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.

…I like to see things through the lens of Greek tragedy, which teaches us, among other things, that real tragedy is never a straightforward confrontation between Good and Evil, but is rather much more exquisitely and much more agonizingly, a conflict between two irreconcilable views of the world.

Some are born richWhile others poor;Some are born freeWhile others captives;Some are born blessedWhile others deprived;Some are born strongWhile others weak;And some are born greatWhile others slaves.It is only in this lifeblessings are unequal.

History is orphan. It can speak, but cannot hear. It can give, but cannot take. Its wounds and tragedies can be read and known, but cannot be avoided or cured.

And those who only know the non-platonic love have no need to talk of tragedy. In such love there can be no sort of tragedy.

I had no eyelashes left. So when I cried, the tears rolled down, unabated to my mouth. My saliva tasted those days, like a salt lake. Or so he said.'(‘Left from Dhakeshwari’)

There’s something beautiful about facing tragedy, you crack open a new, you find yourself in the parts of you; that can finally be explored freely with out judgement or guilt. Where to from here doesn’t exist & your not sure when it will return, but there’s something beautiful in facing tragedy, a new type of...

A tragedy can catch us any time possible; for this very reason, we must catch the life any time possible!

We naturally try to forget our personal tragedies, serious or trifling, as soon as possible (even something as petty as being scorned or disdained by a stranger on a street corner). We try not to carry these things over to tomorrow. It is not strange, therefore, that the whole human race is trying to put...

The tragedy is that Dell didn’t win it – we lost it,