Quotes About Sadness

Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to the individual and asks no better than to be celebrated in each man's own language - so long as he knows anguish and is a painter.

The boy was lying, fast asleep, on a rude bed upon the floor; so pale with anxiety, and sadness, and the closeness of his prison, that he looked like death; not death as it shews in shroud and coffin, but in the guise it wears when life has just departed; when a young and gentle spirit has, but an instant, fled to Heaven: and the gross air of the world has not had time to breathe upon the changing dust it hallowed.

and memory, however sad, is the best and purest link between this world and a better. But come! I'll tell you a story of another kind.

I saw that the bride within the bridal dress has withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes

We were greatly overcome at parting; and if ever, in my life, I have had a void made in my heart, I had one made that day.

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 going.

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.

When laughter feasts, sadness starves.

And November sad,—a psalm Tender, trustful, full of balm, Thou must breathe in spirits calm.

One should never see a drinking establishment well lit, he thought, it just makes it look even sadder.

effects of her husband's lovemaking, but only one reliable method exists, and anyone who has come home after dark on the back road by the pond has heard the sad croaking of the Night Washerwomen who are condemned to wash the shrouds and corpses of the children that they killed.

Don't always try to understand everything...some things will just never make sense; when you are happy smile, when you are sad, cry but always tune into that best part of yourself where the music "waits"...it will never disappoint you...only the "savvy strutters" know this to be true.

Some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. Some things are so sad that only your soul can do the crying for them.

One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure for loneliness, and shame, and sorrow. But some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths about yourself are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. And some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness-and life isn't the same now. It's wonderful, but it isn't the same.

All through autumn we hear a double voice: one says everything is ripe; the other says everything is dying. The paradox is exquisite. We feel what the Japanese call "aware"--an almost untranslatable word meaning something like "beauty tinged with sadness.

YOUNG WOMAN: Time is altered, the years to came are altered You know where you will find me I, fear, I, death I, the memory beyond reach I, the recollection of the tenderness of your hands I, the sadness of our broken life I will defeat "it's not my concern" with my anguish

YOUNG WOMAN: Time is altered, the years to come are altered You know where you will find me I, fear, I, death I, the memory beyond reach I, the recollection of the tenderness of your hands I, the sadness of our broken life I will defeat "it's not my concern" with my anguish

On la connaît tous... Cette solitude qui nous mine parfois. Qui sabote notre sommeil ou pourrit nos petits matins. C'est la tristesse du premier jour d'école. C'est lorsqu'il embrasse une fille plus belle dans la cour du lycée. C'est Orly ou la gare de l'Est à la fin d'un amour. C'est l'enfant qu'on ne fera jamais ensemble. C'est quelquefois moi. C'est quelquefois vous. Mais il suffit parfois d'une rencontre...

Leurs regards se croisèrent et dans les yeux de son cadet il discerna ce qu'il avait déjà remarqué dans les yeux de certains patients: la tristesse de ceux qui n'ont jamais guéri de leur enfance.

Es triste que nuestro cerebro no sea capaz de almacenar los recuerdos de cada segundo de nuestra vida.

The raindrops were tears too. The whole world was crying.

You'll meet her, she's very pretty, even though sometimes she's sad for many days at a time. You'll see, when she smiles, you'll love her.

La vida ya es demasiado triste como para amargarla además con odio.