Quotes About Sadness

Možda bi trebalo da ih mrzim ali ne mogu. Ja nemam dva srca jedno za mržnju drugo za ljubav. Ovo što imam sad zna samo za tugu. Moja molitva i moja pokora moj život i moja smrt sve to pripada Bogu stvoritelju svijeta. Ali moja žalost pripada meni.

Oti?i ?u jednom. Kuda? Ma kuda. Kada? Nikada. ?im ?avo preciznosti došapne vrlo odre?ena pitanja, maštanje nestaje. Ostaje tuga. Ostaje život oko nas.

Suze mi teku od smeha, ako prestanem da se smejem osta?e samo suze.

Ne volim tugu, ?ini me zlim, zato se zavaravam bijesom.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, osta?e samo suze.

Moja molitva i moja pokora, moj život i moja smrt, sve to pripada Bogu, stvoritelju svijeta. Ali moja žalost pripada meni.

Da mu kažem: sam sam, hafiz-Muhamede, sam i tužan, pruži mi ruku i samo za ?as budi mi prijatelj, otac, sin, drag ?ovjek ?ija me blizina raduje, pusti me da zapla?em na tvojim usahlim prsima, zapla?i i ti, zbog mene, ne zbog svih ljudi, zadrži mi svoj vlažni dlan na tjemenu, kratko ?e trajati, a potrebno mi je; kratko, jer evo ve? prvi pjetlovi pjevaju.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, ostat ?e samo suze.

Is there anything sadder than the scrawniest little piece of uneaten chicken at a dinner party?" "Hmm," said Jules. "Yes. The Holocaust.

Wasn't one of the goals of life to comfortable in your own skin and in your own bed and on your own land? But as soon as you achieved it, you felt an immense sadness, and then you wanted to wreck everything around you, just because you could. Comfort was the best thing, and maybe the worst.

But she also saw that the Boyds were people whose love came with added sourness—and maybe, as a result, their son had developed the capacity for unspeakable sadness, and who could blame him? Dennis and Jules had both come from families that hadn't really felt good. This they'd shared, and when they'd come together it was to make a home that did feel good, and even sometimes to say: Fuck you, disappointing families.

One must have sorrow to truly appreciate joy.

The circular conversation wasn't new. Instead of feeling annoyed, I felt only sad. This man, for better or worse, was my father.

I took comfort in doing without because I knew it was all for the greater good. We all made great sacrifices, none more so than those boys who lost their lives. Tragedy was part of our daily routine. But through it all, I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy.

The more you can let go of the sadness, the more room there will be for light.

Grief is a bad moon, a sleeper wave. It's like having an inner combatant, a saboteur who, at the slightest change in the sunlight, or at the first notes of a jingle for a dog food commercial, will flick the memory switch, bringing tears to your eyes.

Autumn is an honest month; it does not delude man like spring does! It shows him the dark face of life, the tragedy, the rot, the separation, the sadness!

Happiness is the summit of a high mountain; we can visit it, but we can't stay there! We are forced to go down to the valleys of sadness.

Poverty is a scorpion; it stings the poor and it also stings the men with high conscience who feel sad about the poverty; the rest is immune to it!

Sadness is an opportunity; a good opportunity to learn the real life!

Sadness is one of the best universities in life! Though bad things take good things from us, they do give us useful things as well!

You shy, Francesca?" Javier asks me later on. I shake my head. "Not really." I'm just sad, I want to say. And I'm lonely.

But then Froi looked back to where his work lay unfinished and it made him sad because there had been something about the touch of earth in his hands that made him feel worthwhile.

For reasons he couldn't understand a sadness came over him and it was then he saw the girl standing on the other side of the dirt road, her eyes pools of absolute sorrow, her light brown hair glowing in the splinters of sunlight that forced their way through the trees.