3,622 Quotes About Sadness
- Author J.E.B. Spredemann
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Moonlight filtered in through the blinds illuminating their bedroom, but the bright glow couldn’t penetrate the darkness that surrounded her heart.
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- Author Lavinia Valeriana
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Smile, I do as I march an inch further towardsmy funeral. My broken skeleton calls for itstomb beneath Coventry cathedral, where I canhear the tunes of saintly people.
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- Author M.F. Moonzajer
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If you are happy for a day, a thousand people notice it, but when you are sad for years, everyone just walks away.
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- Author Dominic Riccitello
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Fake happiness is the worst kind of sadness.
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- Author Abby Wambach
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I meditate with my mala beads and ask myself hard questions: "Can I accept responsability for the things that happened, the things I created? Can I accept responsability for the hurt I've caused? That's why people get divorced--because they can't deal with the sad feelings they created. And until you can get right and accept the fact that you've shattered somebody, that you've broken their heart in more ways than one, there's no way that you've ever going to be able to survive.
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- Author Francine Prose
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I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I'd be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn't I feel better than I had in the dead of night.
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- Author Robert Ormsby
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Anger is just Sadness having a bad day.Jealousy is juts Sadness when she's being petty.Suicide is Sadness making her vacation plans.
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- Author M.F.K. Fisher
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I sat in the gradually chilling room, thinking of my whole past the way a drowning man is supposed to, and it seemed part of the present, part of the gray cold and the beggar woman without a face and the moulting birds frozen to their own filth in the Orangerie. I know now I was in the throes of some small glandular crisis, a sublimated bilious attack, a flick from the whip of melancholia, but then it was terrifying...nameless....
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- Author Sarah Kane
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He's following me... He needs to have a secret but he can´t help telling the heat is going out of me. The heart is going out of me, and though she cannot remember she cannot forget. Clutching a fistful of sand. What ties me to you is guilt. I crossed two rivers and wept by one I am the beast at the end of the rope Happy and free.
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