145 Quotes About Anguish
- Author Richelle E. Goodrich
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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. Don't try to find a sunbeam where a shroud of darkness encloses me. Let me mourn. Then, after the storm, when the tears have run dry and my eyes choose to open, I will look for your rainbow of hope.
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- Author Charlotte Brontë
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He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. 'Oh, Jane! my hope - my love - my life!' broke in anguish from his lips.
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- Author Munia Khan
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Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.
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- Author B.A. Paris
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I cry even harder, thinking of how it could have been, of how I thought it would be. For the first time, I want to give up, to die, because suddenly everything is too much and there is no solution in sight.
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- Author Anoir Ou-Chad
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My life was falling somewhere between mental anguish and boredom. I tended to resist any kind of joy, even when I longed to live a more exciting life. I couldn’t make even small or simple changes, and I wasn’t able to shift my thinking.
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- Author Guillaume Apollinaire
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Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As if you were never to be loved again If you lived in the old days you would enter a monasteryYou are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayerYou make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter crackles The sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your lifeIt's a painting hanging in a dark museumAnd sometimes you go and look at it close up
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- Author Mallika Nawal
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That is when time stands still - when you watch the one you love, walk away.
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- Author Joseph Knox
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I watched [her] from the window, my hand pressing hard into the glass. There should be a word for it. That phantom limb, reaching out from your chest, towards things you’ll never have. She crossed the road with wide, lovely strides, and I always wonder what she went on to. The last shred of sunlight caught her hair when she turned the corner, like the start of one thing and the end of another. The dusk itself. I never saw her again.
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- Author Patricia Dsouza
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Burst the Anguish Within!Allow it to pierce every nerve deep in your skin.
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