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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 end, they always fall. Think of it--always.
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goodness
sadness
love
truth
inspirational
victory
despair
evil
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Mahatma Gandhi |
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I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
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suicide
sadness
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Ned Vizzini |
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Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
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loneliness
sadness
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Haruki Murakami |
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Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.
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sadness
love
inspirational
art
redemption
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Clive Barker |
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Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.
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sadness
stoicism
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Markus Zusak |
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Tears are words that need to be written.
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writing
sadness
inspirational
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Paulo Coelho |
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there are two types of people in the world: those who prefer to be sad among others, and those who prefer to be sad alone.
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sadness
sad
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Nicole Krauss |
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Why do beautiful songs make you sad?' 'Because they aren't true.' 'Never?' 'Nothing is beautiful and true.
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sadness
music
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?
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suicide
sadness
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Ned Vizzini |
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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
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mourning
suffering
sorrow
sadness
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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There is no point treating a depressed person as though she were just feeling sad, saying, 'There now, hang on, you'll get over it.' Sadness is more or less like a head cold- with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.
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sadness
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.
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nature
emotion
sadness
growing
trees
flowers
sunlight
emotions
tears
water
fruit
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Brian Jacques |
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"Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go
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poetry
sadness
liquor
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human- in not having to be just happy or just sad- in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time.
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being-human
humanism
human
humanity
inspirational-quotes
life-and-living
living
sadness
inspiring
happiness
life
inspirational
human-nature
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C. JoyBell C. |
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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 to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.
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sadness
happiness
life
kronofobi
judgement
reincarnation
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Friedrich Nietzsche |
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Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,- One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never.
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understanding
men
happy
sadness
ladies
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William Shakespeare |
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I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.
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suicide
sadness
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Ned Vizzini |
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"Ester asked why people are sad. "That's simple," says the old man. "They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people's ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams."
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future
sadness
happiness
life
plans
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Paulo Coelho |
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Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
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humanity
sadness
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Oscar Wilde |
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I don't know what they are called, the spaces between seconds- but I think of you always in those intervals.
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sadness
love
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Salvador Plascencia |
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"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting a room with a minibar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever. "
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hatred
sadness
fail
excitement
english
language
emotions
disappointment
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
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I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week.
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sadness
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Sylvia Plath |
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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
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mourning
words
grief
loss
sorrow
sadness
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William Shakespeare |
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I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been - if you've been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.
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sadness
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C.S. Lewis |
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But when I do feel all the strength go out of me, and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry, then, or at least I want to, and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.
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pain
sadness
love
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Veronica Roth |
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There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.
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time
memories
sadness
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Nicholas Sparks |
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"I'm fine. Well, I'm not fine - I'm here." "Is there something wrong with that?" "Absolutely."
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suicide
sadness
therapy
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Ned Vizzini |
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"Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters." Computer: "I don't understand-" Issac: "Me neither. Pause"
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loss
sadness
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John Green |
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I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.
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sadness
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him... The land of tears is so mysterious.
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sympathy
empathy
sadness
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Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us
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courage
depression
poetry
sadness
change
strength
inspirational
attitude
weakness
helplessness
dragons
fears
transformation
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Rainer Maria Rilke |
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I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry. Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.
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sleep
rain
sadness
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Ray Bradbury |
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Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.
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winter
rain
sadness
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Gustave Flaubert |
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She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?
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jealousy
wonder
sadness
heartbreak
love
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Cassandra Clare |
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What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life--to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?
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marriage
sorrow
relationship
death
sadness
love
fellowship
memory
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George Eliot |
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Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.
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loss
sadness
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L.M. Montgomery |
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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but 'steal' some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
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solitude
meaning
sadness
privacy
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Albert Camus |
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But what was there to say
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grief
sadness
happiness
love
inspirational
emptiness
forbidden
quietness
laws
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Arundhati Roy |
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But what was there to say? Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief. Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.
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grief
sadness
happiness
love
inspirational
forbidden
quietness
laws
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Arundhati Roy |
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Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.
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sadness
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Charles Bukowski |
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It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it.
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sadness
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Sylvia Plath |
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted.
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poetry
sadness
|
Emily Dickinson |
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It always is harder to be left behind than to be the one to go...
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sadness
goodbyes
truths
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Bodie Thoene; Brock Thoene |
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. . . owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don't live as long as people do.
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dogs
sadness
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John Grogan |
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I couldn't be with people and I didn't want to be alone. Suddenly my perspective whooshed and I was far out in space, watching the world. I could see millions and millions of people, all slotted into their lives; then I could see me--I'd lost my place in the universe. It had closed up and there was nowhere for me to be. I was more lost than I had known it was possible for any human being to be.
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loneliness
sadness
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Marian Keyes |
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"If I had a camera," I said, "I'd take a picture of you every day. That way I'd remember how you looked every single day of your life." "I look exactly the same." "No, you don't. You're changing all the time. Every day a tiny bit. If I could, I'd keep a record of it all." "If you're so smart, how did I change today?" "You got a fraction of a millimeter taller, for one thing. Your hair grew a fraction of a millimeter longer. And your breasts grew a fraction of a--" "They did not!" "Yes, they did." "Did NOT." "Did too." "What else, you big pig?" "You got a little happier and also a little sadder." "Meaning they cancel out each other, leaving me exactly the same." "Not at all. The fact that you got a little happier today doesn't change the fact that you also become a little sadder. Every day you become a little more of both, which means that right now, at this exact moment, you're the happiest and the saddest you've ever been in your whole life." "How do you know?" "Think about it. Have you ever been happier or sadder than right now, lying here in this grass?" "I guess not. No." "And have you ever been sadder?" "No." "It isn't like that for everyone, you know. Some people[...]" "What about you? Are you the happiest and saddest right now that you've ever been?" "Of course I am." "Why?" "Because nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you."
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romance
sadness
happiness
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Nicole Krauss |
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"(...) Since I was a kid." "Which you refer to as 'back when you were happy.'" "Right."
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suicide
sadness
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Ned Vizzini |
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She's kept her love for him as alive as the summer they first met. In order to do this, she's turned life away. Sometimes she subsists for days on water and air. Being the only known complex life-form to do this, she should have a species named after her. Once Uncle Julian told me how the sculptor and painter Alberto Giacometti said that sometimes just to paint a head you have to give up the whole figure. To paint a leaf, you have to sacrifice the whole landscape. It might seem like you're limiting yourself at first, but after a while you realize that having a quarter-of-an-inch of something you have a better chance of holding on to a certain feeling of the universe than if you pretended to be doing the whole sky. My mother did not choose a leaf or a head. She chose my father. And to hold on to a certain feeling, she sacrificed the world.
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loss
sadness
love
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Nicole Krauss |
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I was lonely. I felt it deeply and permanently, that this state of being on my own might never disappear. But I welcomed the lonliness, which had everything to do with being anonymous. It's never lonliness that nibbles away at a person's insides, but not having room inside themselves to be comfortably alone.
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loneliness
sadness
lonely
sad
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Rachel Sontag |
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Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.
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pain
grief
loss
sadness
love
missing-someone
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Veronica Roth |
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The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or of joy. The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present. Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone.
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tragedy
sadness
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Alan Lightman |
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Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
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sadness
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Kahlil Gibran |
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sadness
spiritual
inspirational
arabic
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I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.
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sadness
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Sylvia Plath |
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It was that sort of sleep in which you wake every hour and think to yourself that you have not been sleeping at all; you can remember dreams that are like reflections, daytime thinking slightly warped.
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sleep
sadness
insomnia
restlessness
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Kim Stanley Robinson |
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Anne was always glad in the happiness of her friends; but it is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own.
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sadness
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L.M. Montgomery |
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Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock 'n' roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.
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sadness
darkness
music
movie-theatres
summer-nights
freshness
smell
rock-and-roll
girls
tears
summer
intimacy
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Haruki Murakami |
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"Have you got any soul?" a woman asks the next afternoon. That depends, I feel like saying; some days yes, some days no. A few days ago I was right out; now I've got loads, too much, more than I can handle. I wish I could spread it a bit more evenly, I want to tell her, get a better balance, but I can't seem to get it sorted. I can see she wouldn't be interested in my internal stock control problems though, so I simply point to where I keep the soul I have, right by the exit, just next to the blues."
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character
sadness
music
personal
soul
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Nick Hornby |
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I wish the night would end, I wish the day'd begin, I wish it would rain or snow, or the wind would blow, or the grass would grow, I wish I had yesterday, I wish there were games to play...
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nature
sadness
love
song-lyrics
siblings
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V.C. Andrews |
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From the first day I met her, she was the only woman to me. Every day of that voyage I loved her more, and many a time since have I kneeled down in the darkness of the night watch and kissed the deck of that ship because I knew her dear feet had trod it. She was never engaged to me. She treated me as fairly as ever a woman treated a man. I have no complaint to make. It was all love on my side, and all good comradeship and friendship on hers. When we parted she was a free woman, but I could never again be a free man.
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slavery
sadness
love
homes
sherlock-holmes
love-at-first-sight
obsession
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Arthur Conan Doyle |
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He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for him to trace the beauty that had made him pick and so destroy it
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sadness
love
leo-tolstoy
despair
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Leo Tolstoy |
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I told myself that if I didn't care, this wouldn't have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. But that wasn't a relief, not when I felt like a skyscraper with dynamite on every floor.
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sadness
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Jodi Picoult |
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there's nothing to discuss there's nothing to remember there's nothing to forget it's sad and it's not sad seems the most sensible thing a person can do is sit with drink in hand as the walls wave their goodbye smiles one comes through it all with a certain amount of efficiency and bravery then leaves some accept the possibility of God to help them get through others take it staight on and to these I drink tonight.
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poem
independence
poetry
death
sadness
god
life
love
bukowski
goodbyes
help
goodbye
forgetting
forget
sad
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Charles Bukowski |
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My first feeling was that there was no way to continue. Writing isn't like math;in math, two plus two always equals four no matter what your mood is like. With writing, the way you feel changes everything.
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writing
sadness
mathematics
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Stephenie Meyer |
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I think most people are just trying to be happy, and that most of their actions, however misguided, are in line with that goal. Most people just want to feel they belong somewhere, want to be loved, and want to feel they're important to someone. If you really examine all the wrongheaded and messed-up things they do, they can most often be traced back to that basic desire. The abusers, the addicted, the cruel and unpleasant, the manipulators --these are just people who started this quest for happiness in the basement of their lives. Someone communicated to them through word or deed that they were undeserving, so they think they have to claw their way there over the backs of others, leaving scars and creating damage. Of course, they only create more misery for themselves and others.
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sadness
life-lessons
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Lisa Unger |
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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 as they're busy doing that, they're like bulls looking for the bullfighter: they react instinctively, they blunder on, with no idea where the target is. They get their car, sometimes they even get a Ferrari, and they think that's the meaning of life, and they never question it. Yet their eyes betray the sadness that even they don't know they carry in their soul. Are you happy?
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sadness
life
material
|
Paulo Coelho |
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Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?
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romance
sadness
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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"I get so god damn lonely and sad and filled with regrets some days. It overwhelms me as I'm sitting on the bus; watching the golden leaves from a window; a sudden burst of realisation in the middle of the night. I can't help it and I can't stop it. I'm alone as I've always been and sometimes it hurts.... but I'm learning to breathe deep through it and keep walking. I'm learning to make things nice for myself. To comfort my own heart when I wake up sad. To find small bits of friendship in a crowd full of strangers. To find a small moment of joy in a blue sky, in a trip somewhere not so far away, a long walk an early morning in December, or a handwritten letter to an old friend simply saying "I thought of you. I hope you're well." No one will come and save you. No one will come riding on a white horse and take all your worries away. You have to save yourself, little by little, day by day. Build yourself a home. Take care of your body. Find something to work on. Something that makes you excited, something you want to learn. Get yourself some books and learn them by heart. Get to know the author, where he grew up, what books he read himself. Take yourself out for dinner. Dress up for no one but you and simply feel nice. it's a lovely feeling, to feel pretty. You don't need anyone to confirm it.
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lovely
gratitude
happy
trying
feelings
depression
joy
books
learning
life-quotes
sadness
friendship
heart
heal
anxiety-disorder
being-happy
bus
december
mental-wellness
panic-attacks
minimalism
breath
deep
self-care
mindfulness
healing
prose
plan
breathing
growing-up
well
sky
worrying
worries
emotions
panic
moment
regret
learn
recovery
lonely
sad
night
mental-health
letters
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Charlotte Eriksson |
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It is in dialogue with pain that many beautiful things acquire their value. Acquaintance with grief turns out to be one of the more unusual prerequisites of architectural appreciation. We might, quite aside from all other requirements, need to be a little sad before buildings can properly touch us.
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sadness
art
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Alain de Botton |
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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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grief
loss
sorrow
sadness
sad
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Francine Prose |
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She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and the blue went out of the sea and it rolled in waves of pure lemon which curved and swelled and broke upon the beach and the ecstasy burst in her eyes and waves of pure delight raced over the floor of her mind and she felt, It is enough! It is enough!
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loneliness
satisfaction
sadness
happiness
|
Virginia Woolf |
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It's how I fill the time when nothing's happening. Thinking too much, flirting with melancholy.
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time
loneliness
sadness
melancholy
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Tim Winton |
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I remember asking myself one night, while I was curled up in the same old corner of my same old couch in tears yet again over the same old repetition of sorrowful thoughts, 'Is there ANYTHING about this scene you can change, Liz?' And all I could think to do was stand up, whle still sobbing, and try to balance on one foot in the middle of the living room. Just to prove that - while I couldn't stop the tears or change my dismal interior dialogue - I was not yet totally out of control: at least I could cry hysterically while balanced on one foot.
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sadness
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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Dr. Suess said: 'Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened..' I tell my dates: 'Don't cry because it happened, smile because it's over
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joy
sadness
optimism
happiness
life
misattributed-dr-seuss
crying
smile
smiling
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josh stern |
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No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not one thought was to be given either to the past or the future. The first was a page so heavenly sweet, so deadly sad, that to read one line of it would dissolve my courage and break down my energy. The last was an awful blank, something like then world when the deluge was gone by.
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hopelessness
future
past
sadness
heartbreak
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Charlotte Brontë |
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I could disappear from the face of the earth, and the world would go on moving without the slightest twinge. Things were tremendously complicated, to be sure, but one thing was clear: no one needed me.
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sadness
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Haruki Murakami |
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But sleep didn't come. She could hear Jace's soft piano playing through the walls, but that wasn't what was keeping her awake. She was thinking of Simon, leaving for a house that no longer felt like home to him, of the despair in Jace's voice as he said 'I want to hate you', and of Magnus, not telling Jace the truth: that Alec did not want Jace to know about his relationship because he was still in love with him. She thought of the satisfaction it would have brought Magnus to say the words out loud, to acknowledge what the truth was, and the fact that he hadn't said them - had let Alec go on lying and pretending - because that was what Alec wanted, and Magnus cared about Alec enough to give him that. Maybe it was true what the Seelie Queen had said, after all: Love made you a liar.
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dreams
sadness
change
luke-garroway
clary-fray
jace-wayland
magnus-bane
simon-lewis
seelie-queen
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Cassandra Clare |
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He gave everything to everybody. Except to me.
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sadness
the-ones-we-leave-behind
bitter
anger
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J.K. Rowling |
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The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavor; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
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poetry
sadness
music
rest
longing
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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"What can we do?" Mom asked again. I shrugged. But she kept asking, as if there were something she could do, until I just kind of crawled across the couch into her lap and my dad came over and held my legs really tight and I wrapped my arms all the way around my mom's middle and they held on to me for hours while the tide rolled in."
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family
sadness
hazel
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John Green |
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No truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sadness that comes to us without warning.
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warning
sorrow
kindness
learning
sadness
strength
truth
sincerity
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Haruki Murakami |
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Let us not burthen our remembrance with A heaviness that's gone.
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past
sadness
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William Shakespeare |
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HOW ANGELS SLEEP. Unsoundly. They toss and turn, trying to understand the mystery of the living. They know so little about what it's like to fill a new prescription for glasses and suddenly see the world again, with a mixture of disappointment and gratitude ... Also, they don't dream. For this reason, they have one less thing to talk about. In a backward way, when they wake up they feel as if there is something they are forgetting to tell each other. There is disagreement among the angels as to whether this is a result of something vestigial, or whether it is the result of the empathy they feel for the Living, so powerful it sometimes makes them weep. In general, they fall into these two camps on the subject of dreams. Even among the angels, there is the sadness of division.
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dreams
sadness
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Nicole Krauss |
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Sometimes I'm so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.
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sadness
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Anne Frank |
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i want to give up my bearings, slip out of who i am, shed everything, the way a snake discards old skin.
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sadness
giving-up
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Khaled Hosseini |
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"One day many years ago a man walked along and stood in the sound of the ocean on a cold sunless shore and said, "We need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships; I'll make one. I'll make a voice like all of time and all of the fog that ever was; I'll make a voice that is like an empty bed beside you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like trees in autumn with no leaves. A sound like the birds flying south, crying, and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore. I'll make a sound that's so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns. I'll make me a sound and an apparatus and they'll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life." The Fog Horn blew."
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loneliness
sadness
fog
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Ray Bradbury |
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Don't dwell on things. Don't stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of sadness.
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sadness
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Rick Riordan |
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The moral of the story is even though that seemed like the end of the world back then, right now I can look back on it and laugh. And if anyone is going through something similar right now just know it will get better.
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life-gets-better
looking-ahead
past-experiences
sadness
life-lessons
love
inspirational
life-advice
dating-advice
experience
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Phil Lester |
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tiny: but there is the word, this word phil wrayson taught me once: weltschmerz. it's the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be. i live in a big goddamned weltzschermz ocean, you know? and so do you.
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sadness
weltschmerz
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David Levithan |
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"Must've been hard on your mom," Frank said. "I guess we'll do anything for someone we love." Hazel squeezed his hand appreciatively. Nico stared at the cobblestones. "Yeah," he said bitterly. "I guess we will."
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loneliness
sadness
love
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Rick Riordan |
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In the silence, she felt the past and the present shift and mix, but that was a mirage. There was no way to comfort the lost boy he'd been back then. But she had the grown male. She had him right in her arms, and for a brief moment of whimsy, she imagined that she was never, ever going to let him go.
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sadness
love
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J.R. Ward |
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"I don't-" I shake my head. (...) "What? What were you going to say?" This is another trick of shrinks. They never let you stop in midthought. If you open your mouth, they want to know exactly what you had the intention of saying."
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suicide
sadness
therapy
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Ned Vizzini |
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I've never wanted to be loved. And God Knows no one's done it yet.
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sadness
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Lisa Kleypas |
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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.
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memories
sadness
traumatic
remember
memory-loss
remembering
ptsd
trauma
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Katie McGarry |
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For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one's feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must eat, and drink, and sleep, and wake again, - still bargain, buy, sell, ask and answer questions, - pursue, in short, a thousand shadows, though all interest in them be over; the cold, mechanical habit of living remaining, after all vital interest in it has fled.
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moving-on
letting-go
sadness
life
despair
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Harriet Beecher Stowe |
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"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 world," he said, "is far more advanced than yours. For reasons you'll understand shortly." A thin, bony, naked woman entered the room, carrying two small, white kittens. She sat one of the fluffy cats in my lap and stuffed the other down my shirt. She turned and left. "There," said the large man. "The kittens will make your sad go away."
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sadness
kittens
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David Wong |
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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-
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death
sadness
happiness
roses
fitzgerald
rose
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F Scott Fitzgerald |
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Come here, let me share a bit of wisdom with you. Have you given much thought to our mortal condition? Probably not. Why would you? Well, listen. There's no one alive who can say if he will be tomorrow. Our fate moves invisibly! A mystery. No one can teach it, no one can grasp it. Accept this! Cheer up! Have a drink! But don't forget Aphrodite--that's You can let the rest go. Am I making sense? I think so. How about a drink. Put on a garland. I'm sure the happy splash of wine will cure your mood. We're all mortal you know. Think mortal. Because my theory is, there's no such thing as life,
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mortality
death
sadness
happiness
life
cheer
comedy
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Anne Carson |
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This planet has -- or rather had -- a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time.
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unhappiness
sadness
unhappy
planet
sad
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Douglas Adams |
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I stumbled out into the courtyard to try to flee my misery, but of course we can never flee the misery that is within us.
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sadness
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Arthur Golden |
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The trouble with a great sadness is that it doesn't fit inside your body.
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sadness
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Manuel Rivas |
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In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.
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light
spirit
sadness
moonlight
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Charles Dickens |
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too much happiness always overflowed into tears of sorrow.
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sadness
happiness
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Amy Tan |
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You don't know where you are or where your dreams end and the world begins.
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fear
sadness
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Rachel Klein |
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Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.
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sadness
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Nicholas Sparks |
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Usually she ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of tea, as well as a brownie, propping up her sadness with chocolate and caffeine so that it became an anxiety.
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sadness
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Lorrie Moore |
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The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives.
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romance
sadness
music
pop
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Nick Hornby |
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Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.
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readiness
sadness
que-sera-sera
providence
hamlet
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William Shakespeare |
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There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.
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sleep
woman
women
sadness
happiness
waking
melancholy
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William Shakespeare |
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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 this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.
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sadness
crying
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Virginia Woolf |
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It is a horrible, terrible thing, the worst thing, to watch somebody you love die right in front of you and not be able to do nothing about it.
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sadness
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Kate DiCamillo |
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He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob on his breast; and his heart, like the people who can only stand a certain amount of music, became drowsy through indifference to the vibrations of a love whose subtleties he could no longer distinguish.
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sadness
love
indifference
crying
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Gustave Flaubert |
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I went back to those graves not long afterward and found as I stood there that sadness was a very heavy thing. My body weighed twice what it had only a moment earlier, as if those graves were pulling me down toward them.
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sadness
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Arthur Golden |
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If one is to deal with people on a large scale and say what one thinks, how can one avoid melancholy? I don't admit to being hopeless, though: only the spectacle is a profoundly strange one; and as the current answers don't do, one has to grope for a new one, and the process of discarding the old, when one is by no means certain what to put in their place, is a sad one.
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sadness
modernity
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Virginia Woolf |
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He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.
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sadness
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Alexandre Dumas |
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On the beach, Roran stood alone, watching them go. Then he threw back his head and uttered a long, aching cry, and the night echoed with the sound of his loss.
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loss
sadness
paolini
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Christopher Paolini |
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Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
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sadness
shame
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J.R. Ward |
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Grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away.
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death-and-dying
pain
grief
mortality
sadness
truth
grief-and-loss-quotes
pain-goes-away
death-of-a-loved-one
grief-and-loss
grieve
truth-of-life
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V.C. Andrews |
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People who shout joy from the rooftops are often the saddest of all.
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joy
sadness
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Milan Kundera |
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Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, I was dead, Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.
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depression
sadness
the-bell-jar
sylvia-plath
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Sylvia Plath |
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Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday.
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family
death
sadness
jodi-picoult
my-sister-s-keeper
leukemia
cancer
kate
jesse
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Jodi Picoult |
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When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calender that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table. I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
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feelings
sadness
happiness
life
old
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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The sorrow that lay cold in her mother's heart... converted it into a tomb.
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sorrow
sadness
tomb
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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"I am drowning in negativism, self-hate, doubt, madness - and even I am not strong enough to deny the routine, the rote, to simplify. No, I go plodding on, afraid that the blank hell in back of my eyes will break through, spewing forth like a dark pestilence; afraid that the disease which eats away the pith of my body with merciless impersonality will break forth in obvious sores and warts, screaming "Traitor, sinner, imposter."
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self-doubt
sadness
negativism
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Sylvia Plath |
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The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel like it did when she was with us that we realized how utterly gone she was.
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sadness
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John Green |
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1. Italo Calvino 2. Gabriel Garcia Marquez 3. Jim Henson and Jorge Luis Borges - Labyrinths 4. The creator of MySpace 5. Richard Brautigan 6. J.K. Rowling 7. The inventor of the children's toy Lite-Brite 8. Ann Sexton 9. David Foster Wallace 10. Gaugin and the Caribbean 11. Charles Schulz 12. Liam Rector
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fantasy
sadness
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Shane Jones |
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How pale the Princess is! Never have I seen her so pale. She is like the shadow of a white rose in a mirror of silver.
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sadness
rose
princess
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Oscar Wilde |
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"In Japanese and Italian, the response to ["How are you?"] is "I'm fine, and you?" In German it's answered with a sigh and a slight pause, followed by "Not so good."
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sadness
languages
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David Sedaris |
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Comfort is beauty muted by heroin. Sadness is beauty drained by lack of it.
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comfort
sadness
drained
heroin
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Luke Davies |
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Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!
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pain
sadness
life
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Harriet Beecher Stowe |
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I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
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sadness
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William Shakespeare |
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The point is not that this world is too sad to love or too glad not to love; the point is that when you do love a thing, its gladness is a reason for loving it, and its sadness a reason for loving it more.
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sadness
love
gladness
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G.K. Chesterton |
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"Zoe--" I said. "Stars," she whispered. "I can see the stars again, my lady." A tear trickled down Artemis's cheek. "Yes, my brave one. They are beautiful tonight." "Stars," Zoe repeated. Her eyes fixed on the night sky. And she did not move again. Thalia lowered her head. Annabeth gulped down a sob, and her father put his hands on her shoulders. I watched as Artemis cupped her hand above Zoe's mouth and spoke a few words in Ancient Greek. A silvery wisp of smoke exhaled from Zoe's lips and was caught in the hand of the goddess. Zoe's body shimmered and disappeared. Artemis stood, said a kind of blessing, breathed into her cupped hand and released the silver dust to the sky. It flew up, sparkling, and vanished. For a moment I didn't see anything different. Then Annabeth gasped. Looking up in the sky, I saw that the stars were brighter now. They made a pattern I had never noticed before--a gleaming constellation that looked a lot like a girl's figure--a girl with a bow, running across the sky. "Let the world honor you, my Huntress," Artemis said. "Live forever in the stars."
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sadness
inspirational
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Rick Riordan The Titan's Curse |
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She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.
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loneliness
sadness
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Markus Zusak |
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Melancholy held me hostage, and the bees built a hive of sadness in my soul.
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sadness
melancholy
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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But, Scarlett, did it ever occur to you that even the most deathless love could wear out?
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sadness
love
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Stir not the bitterness in the cup that I mixed for myself,' said Denethor. 'Have I not tasted it now many nights upon my tongue, foreboding that worse lay in the dregs?
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metaphor
sadness
cynicism
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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My heart is heavy, she thought. It's not just a saying. It is what is--heavy, a great stone lodged in my breast, pressing down my whole being. How can I even stand straight and look out upon the world? I am doubled over into myself and, for all the weight, find only emptiness.
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sadness
heavy-hearted
emptiness
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Katherine Paterson |
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Misery is a no U-turns, no stopping road. Travel down it pushed by those behind, tripped by those in front. Travel down it at furious speed though the days are mummified in lead. It happens so fast once you get started, there's no anchor from the real world to slow you down, nothing to hold on to. Misery pulls away the brackets of life leaving you to free fall. Whatever your private hell, you'll find millions like it in Misery. This is the town where everyone's nightmares come true.
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sadness
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Jeanette Winterson |
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You know, he told me once, completely exasperated, you've got one glass of water inside your head, with all the tears for a lifetime. If you waste them over nothing, then you won't be able to cry for real when you need to.
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sadness
jodi-picoult
lone-wolf
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Jodi Picoult |
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What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood.
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pain
loss
sadness
life
love
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Ron Rash |
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Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and how In the grave all love shall sleep: Love is aweary now.
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sadness
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James Joyce |
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He came up straight to her father, whose hands he took and wrung without a word - holding them in his for a minute or two, during which time his face, his eyes, his look, told of more sympathy than could be put into words.
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sadness
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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"I had that hole in me, that empty space. I could have lived my life with it, content enough. I wasn't an unhappy man."..................... The tears came now. He watched them drip down her cheeks, wondered if she were even aware they leaked out of her. "She was part of my life. You are my life. If I have a regret, it's that even for an instant you could think otherwise. Or that I allowed you to." -Roarke" --
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marriage
sadness
fights
regret
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J.D. Robb |