Quotes About Sadness

Angie looked at her. There was a heavy sadness in her eyes. "I wish I could make everything okay. But some dreams just pass us by. It's the way life is.

Joy and sadness were part of the package; the trick, perhaps, was to let yourself feel all of it, but to hold on to the joy just a little more tightly because you never knew when a strong heart could just give out.

In real life, she saw, it wasn't like that. It was sadness opening up inside of you, changing how you saw the world.

Loreda knew she couldn't blame her mother for Daddy abandoning them, or not entirely. That was the sad, sorry truth she'd come to after a long and sleepless night. Daddy had left them all.

She knew about death, about the grief that ripped you apart and left you broken forever.

He had abandoned her after all; it filled her with the kind of bone-deep disappointment she knew so well.

In real life, she saw, it wasn't like that. It was sadness opening up inside of you, changing how you saw the world. It made her think about God and what He offered at times like this. She wondered for the first time what her parents believed in, what she believed in, and she saw how the idea of Heaven could be comforting.

Grief this deep was a silent, lonely thing.

There's a river of sadness in me; it's always been there, but now it is rising, spilling over its banks. I know there's a possibility that if I'm not careful, it will become the biggest part of me and I will drown in it.

There's a river of sadness in me; it's always been there, but now it is rising, spilling over its banks. I know there's a possibility that if I'm not careful, it will become the biggest part of me and I will drown in it.

the wrong skin color. Sadly, that ugliness was a part of life

and love took shape in the air around them, a regret and memory-filled version, maybe, sad around the edges, but love.

In literature, death was many things--- a message, catharsis, retribution. Death made you cry, filled you with sadness, but in the best of her books, there was peace, too, satisfaction, a sense of the story ending as it should. In real life, she saw, it wasn't like that. It was sadness opening up inside you, changing how you saw the world.

think you're sad. And I think you're searching for purpose. But becoming someone's mistress is not the way to find yourself.

Camels came into town from the desert, with long sad steps, carrying sand in their yellow hair, looking far into the distance, with eyes that had seen eternity.

There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.

Ni siquiera sabía si estaba triste. Junto con las lágrimas, mis emociones se habían ido deslizando hacia alguna parte.

I wished the dream were real, and this reality a dream. But that wasn't the case. And that was why, whenever I woke up, I'd be crying. It wasn't because I was sad. When you return from a happy dream to sad reality, there's a chasm you have to step across, and you can't cross it without shedding tears. It doesn't matter how many times you do it.

The moon sheds a tear.

The only real sadness, the only real failure, the only great tragedy in life, is not to become a saint.

Mon existence est une campagne triste où il pleut toujours.

Il n'y a qu'une tristesse, c'est de n'être pas des saints.

Existe una sola tristeza, la de no ser santos

My tears fall inward on my heart, And, dew-like, keep its memories green: Sad strains, unheard by other ears, Break forth for me from lips unseen.